Isn’t that what we all want?
A light in the window. You’re
awake. You’re staying up
for me late in the dark night.
A cup of tea…. some cold
butter and peanut butter
and sweet raspberry jam on
a piece of rye bread toast.
We talk about the day, how it went,
how we’re doing, where we are,
where we’re headed. All is okay.
There is a light
in the window.
Painting on top: Night Windows [1928]
by Edward Hopper.
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