By: Ardis E. Parshall - November 06, 2012 The Lights in Homes By Julia W. Wolfe Along the highways white with snow,Little beads strung on a thread,The little lamp-lit windows glowFrom dusk till time for bed;And every shining bead’s a home–I love to think of it;The stars above in God’s blue domeAre not more exquisite. (1944)   ...
Continue reading at the original source →