LIGHT IN THE WINDOW


  Each night as the sun goes down, darkness visits a 
  Sleepy town,

  A usual stroll through the streets brings peace 
  Before dreams.

  What's noticed from a man's eyes within the 
  Blackness Is a window,

  A dark building shows off the faint light that glows 
  From behind a shade.

  As I pass by every night along my route of walking, 
  I wonder about the light,

  Who might be there beyond the walls, surrounding 
  This One and only window?

  Always seems so quiet, could there be laughter or 
  Singing on the other side?

  Someone quietly reading a book, dreaming of what's 
  Out there in the world.

  Beyond their window, do they wonder of things that 
  Are a mystery to them,

  Is there a possible sadness that wanders around inside, 
  Who might hide.

  A name must be attached to a soul with a life, only a  
  Light In the window is seen.

                                         Keith Garrett