Lights

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    Lights

    Here I am, what do you think
    my life is no open book
    You see some light that you
    have made.
    It speaks to me with no words
    what is this I see?
    another light, is it for me
    You show me the way,
    and how to just be me.
    the light of happiness
    with-in me.
    You tell me the truth
    and I do the same
    Our light will cross someday
    and the truth will remain
    in our lights and lives.

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    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

    LaurenMarie’s Poems (6)

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