Enlightening
She always says its dark in here;
we need a little light, my dear
She does not know her smile's
what brings me day, from darkest night
I die inside to feel that glow;
it's why, I keep the lights down low
I only wish that she could know
how dark it was, before
she brought the light
Copyright © David Brown | Year Posted 2015
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