Eileen R. Kelly Poet Lyric

Porch Light

I sit under our porch light, 
wait on our cobble step, 
straighten my sock, 
last time I was waiting here 
I was barefoot... 

I study the moths' dancing 
attracted to the light... 
converging on a beam, 
a light by many unseen, scene 
...the porch light... 

I scratch her name into 
my leather boot... 
I run my finger over the 
wet cobble stones... 

into the gaps...I discover 
loose discarded pebbles...I 
play with these, 
the lining 
of my tweed coat pocket... 
their new home 

I stand, I hear the car... 
running my hands up the stoop, 
my heart races, I clutch 
...the tiny pebbles found... 

I walk up the path,with 
my kiss I greet her, "I locked 
myself out"... 

..."yes, and I am here to 
let you in" she grins...
the porch light
is now brighter 

there are many moths' out 
tonight, entranced by the 
porch light... 

I bask in her love-this light 
we share...a love a light... 
nothing, can compare... 

she is my porch light...

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