What's your light?

Is it the way the moon shines on the trees?

Or the way the sun wakes the earth?

Could it be waking in this winter wonderland?

What's your light?

Tell me before I'm gone.

Like the snow on the ground, will I melt away from your memory?

Soon I will leave and you will stay.

Will we meet again next winter?

Can we meet under the light of the stars?

"Forget logic it doesn't know what you want",

It doesn't know your light.

We don't have long.

Let's stay by the tree lot, before I leave for good.

I am near the end, soon I will wilt like the trees.

So tell me, what's your light?

——————————————————————————This poem was inspired by, "What Light" by Jay Asher