Light Acquaintance

I have been one acquainted with the light.
I have walked out in rain - and back in light.
I have outwalked the furthest city night.
I have looked down the saddest country lane.
I have passed the policeman on his beat
will grace attain - lift eye to bright.

I ran & filled the road with the sound of feet
When near by a wailing cry
Came waifting across the street,

Left small comfort crying one gave I
Walked child home before falling night
One last knock the missing clock on high

Proclaiming all ways now the time is right.
I have been once acquainted with the light.