When I got back the red light was shining on the phone.

The first red light of morning was shining through the window as he closed his eyes.

But whatever light had shone them their way here was gone.

No light will shine in that dark, not even fire.

I looked up and the light was shining through some leaves across his face.

I held the photo close, shone the light on it.

He must be going all out to get the stuff done while the light of day still shines on him.

They could not see the men for the bright light shining at them, but there seemed to be three.

It wasn't nearly dark yet, but a light was shining in the front windows of his house.

The light was shining through the windows onto her face and she looked almost beautiful.