Outside My Window


The trees are dragons made of leaves and dancing lights
That flicker behind them from streetlamps that come on as the sun sets,
They stare at me through my window,
But I do not fear them as they smile and snort and wink,
I enjoy seeing the faces,
Blinking at me in the twilight through the windows of my home,
Their soft beauty and the calm tranquility
Meshing together in the gloaming,
And I love this time of night,
The peace of the darkness reminds me
That there is no reason to despise the times
When the light is faint
And the darkness prevails,
That I can see such beauty and humor in the darkness,
Just as I can see it in the cute little dragon made of leaves
That winks at me through my window.

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