LIGHT IN THE WINDOW
Each night as the sun goes down, darkness visits a
A usual stroll through the streets brings peace
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.