Every morning, the light peaks through the shades.
The light is what assures me that I will wake another day.
Every night, through my hope and pray,
I trust God will let me live another day.
Throughout my mind, many will go through,
but one will stay,
throughout the day.
That person is the light of the night,the sun of the day.
She is all that a good friend should be.
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