A slight white glow ahead,
The end is in sight.
Dark fighting Light,
Day chasing away night.
can you feel it?
The condition's just right.
There's a battle brewing,
One we all must fight.
All the distractions,
Have dimmed our light.
The Darkness came,
Spreading its blight.
Leaving the people,
In a state of fright.
The damage was done,
We must move on despite.
Forgiveness the key,
You can have it tonight.
Unconditional love,
Gives you the might.
Your Spark,
Your Knight,
It's there to ignite.
Reunite with your flame,
Here's your invite.
Let that Spirit burn bright.
Escape,
Take flight.
Stand Upright,
Be polite,
Find a prayer to recite.
And let Love excite you,
Through the words I Write.
About the Creator
Keith McHugh
Good day to the wonderful soul reading this. I'm so glad to be able to share my art with so many awesome people, with such great imaginations. I hope you enjoy my little contribution. See you in the station.
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So creative and lovely