A beacon for houses, the nightlight is a safe passage to our front door. If one feels at sea, find our house, the one on the corner, with the cracks, failing plumbing, electric wires haphazard in their power. Know our light will not go out, despite admonishments that renovation is hard, the challenges will pull at our foundation, all the warnings. Ships find their way along coasts, resist danger, hear the tolling bells. The light at our doorway, the shoals of our landscape, will be forever lit, and you are welcome, and we are home, home safe.
Tom Schabarum | Writer 