The Porch Light
The loneliness is pervasive at home
Noise of the television can't drown it
The emptiness happens each time you roam
I'll turn the porch light on and a moth will flit
While up, open the window just a bit
Now sounds of the night and traffic clearer
In the distance your truck's clank transmits
With each moth flit, the engine's noise nearer
Wonderful knowing you are home and safe
Delighted that you're here again child
Let me close the window, hug the waif
Closing it, remember when you once smiled
The moth no longer flits to the porch light
A closed window blocks the sounds of the night
Inspired by Craig Cornish's
Chopped II
Written: November 07, 2014
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