Light

by Sara Ann   Mar 11, 2008


What is true light?
Is it the sun, shinning so bright?
Or is it inside of you and me,
And sometimes is really hard to see.

How we act is our light,
It comes from doing what is right.
How we act, is like a game,
And sometimes causes people pain.

Being mean and putting others down,
Makes you look like a clown.
The things that you say,
Might seem harmless today.

But to the person who,
You say the unkind things to.
Your words that you thought wouldn't hurt,
Hurt more then you ever thought that it could hurt.

Being mean also douses your light,
You have to be nice to keep it bright.
Think of how bright our world would be,
If light shone from everyone, from you and from me.

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