Curtains

Curtains and Venetian blinds
Or shades of any kind
Block out the sunshine, sometimes
Leaving only gloom behind.

Of course, they offer privacy
To keep out prying eyes
But when they’re shut, they might,
To those inside, demoralize.

In daytime, I want all the light
It’s possible to bring
To fill the rooms where I reside
And shine on everything.

I understand at nighttime,
When some coziness holds sway,
People like to draw their curtains
But I never will, by day.