Light House
There is a light,
there is a bright light,
it is a guiding light,
a strong beacon,
darkness is afraid of that light,
all points of light shine from it.
This light doesn't know it is a light,
doesn't seem to care at all,
doesn't want to stand above the other lights.
This light only lives to shine,
to shine brightly,
brightly enough to show...
the light is you --
and YOU never knew!
Copyright © George Aul | Year Posted 2020
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