Sometimes it is hard to be kind-
The light within can be scarce at times.
Be careful, fore it likes to hide,
Faraway, and deep inside-
Beware the tricks of the mind.
Try your best to let it always shine.
Even in times when darkness stalks behind.
Be an ember on it's last divine,
Or the glory atop the twisting vine.
Also too,
the morning dew that always glistens.
Important it is to be kind-
Knowing you can send someone to cloud nine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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