April 30 - A Light in the Window

I was out among the hoi polloi all day today,
   Common folk taking care of business in their usual way,
Eating lunch down at McDonalds, at Wally World, on buses,
   Scarfing down a sandwich at the local Chik-fil-A.

Rain threatened, umbrellas bloomed across the parking lots,
   No one minded much, just hunkered down a bit, kept going
To the next place on the list, the next thing needing doing,
   Only a little dampened irritation showing.

By the time my feet were growing warm and heavy,
   I'd gathered supplies enough to hold us for awhile.
And turned for home, bags full, tasks all completed,
   Eyes searching along the familiar homeward mile.

The sun gone, a dusky light through silent trees along the lane,
   The familiar rooftop where the road will end in just a minute.
Another hundred feet or so and there it is, I see it now.
   The well-remembered window and the light left glowing in it.

© 2019 by Tom King