The Lights In The Windows

The Lights In THe Windows | Poetry on Mooseymares

The lights in the windows, so warm and bright.
A home to return to, before a dark night.

No one knows what is going on inside.
Inviting in to shelter from the cold outside.

A hearty meal and a soft bed.
A safe place to rest my head.

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