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The light
The light is a poem i dedicated to my friends
to all of my friends ,candles and ,mirror who took the time out to help someone in need.

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The light is simple.

It's always there.

You see it in the morning to the afternoon.

The light can be guiding.

Helps you read in darkness.

Helps you to control life.

The light is like air.

You breath it in.

The aroma of sweet pleasure.

When the light is near you are never alone.

The light is all around.

For all you see and know

to some one else the light

may not be the bright sun

and it doesn't have to be the brightest star.

To some the light is simple because the light is no

other than the beautiful person

who took the time and delicacy

to talk to that someone

who thought life might be the end of the road for them

there are as many lights as you may think there are.

Like some say there are twenty angels on earth, 9 are playing 11 are sleeping and 1

is reading this poem.

As Edith Wharton says"There are two ways of spreading light:to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it."

So this is to all of my candles and mirrors who took the time out for a inicent girl like me.

This poem is deicated to all of my friends including kattyb. and loveheart123 who i haven't seen in seven months straight though we are still in contact this very day.

thanks for putting up with me and your time plus your effort into making friends with me.