Lights

Tip-tapping toes

To the bathroom

And a yellow light

My little one is up

For the morning

Glimmering through the haze

Of morning, the sun's

Yellow warmth melts

The blue frost

On neighbor's rooftops

Twinkling

Sparkling from eaves

Patterned across a crisp lawn

Bulbs light the way

With holiday cheer

Over there

Closer with every step

The light at the end of the tunnel

Awaits

As my heart beats faster

The plane, high in the dark

The black of sky

Seeks the lights below

The strong lines

Guiding it in to its new place

Lights show the path

Of expectation

Of hope

Of rebirth

Of the new