Nora Griffin - Blinding Light

Late at night,
A blinding light,
Seeks in through my open window.

Much too bright,
This blinding light,
So I shut my eyes and rest.

I stare and stare,
The room lays bare,
All except for that blinding light.

I’ll fight the war,
But forever more,
Will live with that blinding light.

Nora Griffin

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