As I was weeping, one winter night,
Shone upon me, a bright light
I looked up and saw the moon
But the light was as bright as the noon
I looked on my side and saw an angel
And perched on her shoulders was her divine eagle
Quite unspoken, she knew the truth,
Looking at me she said, "My child, here you look
Life goes on, whether you like it or not
Sometimes enjoyable, but sometimes not
The way you live it, is up to you
And fate depends on the things you do"
I looked at her with an eye of realization
But she disappeared in the fraction of a motion
I was just recalling my dreadful past
And feeling the sorrow of the deeds I did last
Forgetting the past, living the present,
To make my future even more pleasant
I sit here feeling happy and somehow very bright,
Leading the way confidentially across the darkness, by my light.
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A bright light of hope! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.