As she drove past she glimpsed the light in the windows of the house,
As well as the people within, and the cars outside parked merrily
Wherever they could find a place to nose in out of the traveled way-
Between trees, halfway up a berm, and tires off on the grass.
It would have been food and drink to her to turn in and be welcomed,
But she drove on. Why did she do that? She didn't understand it herself.
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