Candle Light
rain,
cry on my window pane
lonely eyes search past a moon
dreaming of you -
waiting for your return.
strangers walk by in black rain coats
no one glances toward my window - pane
no one searches for my face - leaning
on a pane - of glass
I light a candle, place it in the window
it shall burn all through the night
a sign
a welcome home -
perhaps tonight?
If not -
I have other candles which to light
Nancy Duci Denofio
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MUSIC is POETRY are words we hear day and night, words which flow together and become a part of our day.
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