This little light of mine
This golden glow, so divine
The glow you passed on to me
All I use to be able to see
This golden glow, so divine
What you left before you died
All I used to be able to see
Is the memories of what you used to be
What you left before you died
Guidance with a boy broken inside
These feelings I can no longer hide
The memory, it's pain will never subside
Forgive my lack of sense
But I wish for your presence
Please answer this call
I will never be whole
Please hear the speech
I hope my words reach
The hero
Golden halo
Thank you
I grew
Artwork by the magnificent Laila Wahdan
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