Thirteen Stories[ Tiny Lights]

Thirteen stories high
I can almost see God,
Eye to eye
Looking across this city at night
All I can see are tiny lights
Lights of hope shining everywhere
Hope of better days to come
In the morning light they all go out
Along with the dreams that filled their head
Then reality sets back in
Until night comes again

poem by David Kush
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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