Rain drops pitter patter on my windows
at home on a day darkening to night
With deep shadows cast by the early
glow of lamp posts
and for the love of light
we pass through it from a dry and
cheerful place.
For me, it is my home, with lamps
and candles offering gentle light
and warmth in comfort from a
cozy chair.
While a cup of tea steeps on the table
a book lays open, ready to be
picked up
and the clouds hover,
and shed their droplets
and keep me here,
in my delightful
little home.
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