A Glitter in the eye

The glass in the picture,
Of the windows passing by.
And it does not glitter,
In my eye.

The words from the letter,
That was being now kept aside.
Just crackle’s and clutter’s
Worth came to the mind.

The corners of the curtains,
That fade with the light,
The sparkle still pertains,
But bade in the fight.

And it does not glitter,
In my sight.
Sun, from the night.

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