I walked along the streets, tears flowing down my cheeks. It was 8:00 on a summer evening. An argument had torn at my soul. My heart was broken.
Around me, I noticed the lights in houses were coming on. Darkness had come and families were settling down to relax, read, watch TV, normal things.
Hours later, far from home, I started back. Home. What was that now? The lights in the houses were beginning to go out. Bedtime, sleepy heads on soft pillows. Lights. Signals of time.
I walked home. I would leave the lights out. Maybe things would be brighter in the morning. .
Sandra Bennett said,
August 14, 2013 @ 9:01 pm
Hope in a brighter tomorrow…and a new beginning… Nice.
lenwilliamscarver said,
August 15, 2013 @ 1:38 pm
The sun will come out tomorrow:)
nutsfortreasure said,
August 18, 2013 @ 8:27 pm
HUGS