poetry thursday

I've been a lurker on Poetry Thursday for a long time, enjoying the several columns that appear on the site every month and some of the participants' poetry. But I've never been brave enough to actually participate. So here for the first time, is a Thursday snippet of original Katie poetry - written several weeks ago after seeing a photograph of buildings lit from the inside.

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I want to know what all the stories are
behind the lights in every window,
why this tall building is completely lit up
while that one only has
one square of golden light.

I want to know how many hearts
are burning along with the lamps,
candles and fluorescent bulbs,
illuminating lives
lived mostly in the dark.