I’d like to find the sunshine
beneath my pillow, when I wake.
And I will cup it in my hands,
and I will hold it close and whisper:
‘Shine, sweet little light.
Shine ever brightly,
might the pathway ahead
light and walk with me.
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Meant To Be
The great news is this.
If I am here,
there is nowhere else
I’m meant to be.
