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LIGHT IN THE
WINDOW
Driving home tired and
groggy the country
roads were white, and
foggy
Watching fields where crops
will grow A farmhouse
window is aglow.....
It's late at
night ~ he should be
sleeping; We ride on by I wonder who's
keeping
a vigil alone,
in a darkened
house For it's one in
the morning Maybe someone's
spouse
is unable to
sleep worried and
tired a small child's
sick ~ in debt they're
mired?
Yet another
small place ~ light thru
frosted grass Old soldier's
had a nightmare, watches out the
window glass.
Her wedding day might be
tomorrow; in another
home, someone yields
to sorrow....
So many houses with one window
alight What keeps the
people awake tonight...
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