poem of the day November 7 

If you were

the light

looking out

on those 

needing the light

Watching those 

needing the light 

looking at the light 

radiating inside of you

Would you be their sun

Would you be their moon

Would you be their morning

Would you be their afternoon

Would you be the light 

of a good selfless friend 

shining out so bright into all of them?