A Beacon of Hope
The sun has risen so must I
The wind blows so must my soul
For I too was born to be free, like the eagles I shall fly
High, high I must swore, way above the sky
In every flight, I must try all my might
To be the one who shines elegant and bright
For I will learn how to be the light
Which distinguishes between wrong and right
So I can become a noble Knight who can maneuver every fight
That is devised out of spite to ensure that I don't see the daylight.
Copyright © Patricia . Garcia Howard Bramble | Year Posted 2020
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