Sheldon Allan Silverstein (September 25, 1930 – May 10, 1999 / Chicago/ Illinois)
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A Light In The Attic
There's a light on in the attic.
Thought the house is dark and shuttered,
I can see a flickerin' flutter,
And I know what it's about.
There's a light on in the attic.
I can see it from the outside.
And I know you're on the inside... lookin' out.
Sheldon Allan Silverstein
Submitted: Tuesday, April 06, 2010
Edited: Monday, March 21, 2011
Poems by Sheldon Allan Silverstein : 6 / 218
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Indeed we are all either looking out or in.
Just a matter of where one is sitting.
Good short and meaningful poem.