Light

                The inspiration behind this poem actually came from me working the night shifts at the beet dump. Strange? Maybe so, but my parents and friends are worrying that I'm overdoing it. Or that something could happen to me, since everything changes at night. It can be scary; it is more dangerous, weather wise, and lack of light wise, and you have many tired co-workers. The risks become greater at night. So when I sat down to write my assignment, I thought of a topic (I usually think of topics before I write something) and I thought of light. So I started writing about, the dark, and that though dangerous, and scary, there is still safety and light in darkness as well. So I hope you enjoy it, and let me know what you think. :D

Lisa Friesen

Mrs. Finely

Advanced Writing

October 3. 2012

Light

Darkness has come tonight like a curtain.

Flowers halt their blooming and start to freeze.

While the sun sets, turning off like light bulbs.

Fear strikes hearts and souls like daggers piercing flesh.

The light brings forth safety to us always.

But don’t have fear, for there always is light.

The moon brings light to dark...like a flashlight.

It burns as a candle, with a bright flame.