Headlights
Some like to gaze up at the stars
While others prefer the strobe-like flashings of summer fireflies
And then there are those who weary of goodbyes,
Stay up late and watch from bedroom windows
For the shimmer of headlights from familiar cars
That suddenly appear on the road
At the top of your neighborhood hill.
It’s hard to fall asleep
Without knowing for sure
There is still a reliable light
To burst forth from the pitch dark
10/26/21
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