Late at night, <br />A blinding light, <br />Seeks in through my open window. <br /> <br />Much too bright, <br />This blinding light, <br />So I shut my eyes and rest. <br /> <br />I stare and stare, <br />The room lays bare, <br />All except for that blinding light. <br /> <br />I’ll fight the war, <br />But forever more, <br />Will live with that blinding light.<br /><br />Nora Griffin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blinding-light/
