The sun sets again
Just like it always has
And brings to an end
Their search for their paths.
The dark brings terror
Of losing one's way
Faint lights and noises
Will lure them away.
They sit and cower
Afraid of the fall
We remain standing
Like a granite wall.
That moment in time
Before the sun's end
Will show you who you
Should call a friend.
Rather than fear, they
Will stand up with you
Support and guide towards
The way that is true.
August 30, 2018
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