The love I share, with my friends....
Things from, my past....
The problems, I face....
Letting my fears, over take me....
Drawing me down, the dark hole....
The darkness I face; with the Light....
Made from the love, of my friends....
Their love, gives me strength....
To row away, the dark nights....
I row away, my dark fears....
Their love is true, and runs deep....
It goes deeper, than the fear....
It goes further, than the hole....
So the light, of my night....
Is the love, from my friends....
The light, burns bright....
It gives hope, to my life....
It is fueled, by there love....
To burn bright, through my night....
It gets me, to the sun's light....
By Cheryl Lynne, July 26, 2006
