Like a twinkle in the sky, Like a star of night. A small thing is shimmering, On a cold winter's night. Oh what a small miniscual thing, That comes shining through and through. A glimpse of hope, That makes things better for you.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem for a friend who was needing a whole lot of hope at a bad time in her life.
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