On Leaving Your House Last Night

House at NightLeaving your house last night,
I lingered in the car,
Watching you move from room to room
Slowly turning out the lights.

Living alone, you did not pause,
Did not open book but climbed the stairs,
Stood in front of only one light
That seemed to be your own glowing spirit…..

Then the house was black.
What were you thinking?
What were you feeling?
In the silence, what was your heart saying?

Now the mist rolls in,
Brooding over the land,
Spreading itself so thinly
Yet completely covering the view.


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