A Community Aglow
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I’m taking off in a plane in the dark sky.
My window seat makes me forget I don’t like to fly.
The lights in the city sparkle like jewels below.
It is a community, alive, and all aglow.
I wonder what they are doing in their house-
Cooking, watching t.v., or talking with their spouse.
I will never see these faces behind closed doors,
But think of them as happy, laughing, not a care in the world.
Copyright © Brenda Mcgrath | Year Posted 2016
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