A light was found in foreign land
Light and Life at last at hand!
A Light that must be shown to all
Clear and True her Saviors call
To her home it must be brought
Good news to her kin must be taught!
Rushing home she cannot wait,
Her flight is sure and true and straight
What waits for her at home she knows
Her family questions will not pose
For forbidden is the Light you see
Light means death It cannot be free
Though death awaits in the morn
Death cannot this Light forlorn
She welcomes the dawn with Light in Hand
and pays the price the law demand
She would do it again, can't you see?
The Light was meant for you,
and it was meant for me.
Much Love,
Ryan
1 comment:
Beautiful poem.
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