Your Guiding Light

Amidst the depths of sorrow and despair, you are the only window of

fresh air. Your guiding light shines so bright, leading me through

the darkest of night. With each word of comfort and care,

your presence soothes my soul laid bare. A delicate voice, so kind

and fair, a beacon of hope in times of despair.

Cease to see anything when I see your flare, just like a

bright sun at its full glare. Amicable thoughts of you just make my day

glide I, just like the benign light from dusk