Sean Redenbaugh

Poetry

Third Window From The Right

As I am passing by belowThis perfect summer nightI see her light is still aglowThird window from the right

Calling me with silhouettesAnd touching me with graceErasing all of my regretsWith one look of her face

She takes away my memoriesThe future and the pastAnd tosses me unto the seasTo sink among the vast

Tomorrow never seems to beAnd yesterday was notThe present is eternityAnd now my only shot

And looking up I wish for moreThan silhouettes to findBut on this night as all beforeThe fear defeats the mind

So I go passing by belowThis perfect summer nightAnd watch the light retract its glowThird window from the right