| I wrote this one after a friend had cheered me up just by smiling. Well, it helped that I had a big crush on her too. This poem was published in my junior high school newspaper. |
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| Sadness lurks and creeps in the hearts of all, |
| in darkness. |
| There are many roads that lead to this dark domain, |
| but there are few that leave the darkness. |
| A weary traveler makes his way down a deserted road |
| and finds himself in darkness, alone in darkness. |
| Alone except for memories that continually haunt him, |
| and force him farther into the darkness. |
| A discouraged traveler gives up and sits down, |
| in the land of despair. |
| Then, there is a glint of light, |
| small, but potent. |
| In this glint, the traveler sees the land that he is in, |
| and the path to leave by; |
| and then the glint fades into darkness. |
| With new hope the traveler sets off |
| in the direction of the path. |
| But, it is not long before the darkness sets in, |
| and the flame of hope is extinguished. |
| The traveler sees another glint of light, |
| and once more again the flame is rekindled, |
| and hope is restored. |
| It will take many glints of light, |
| and many periods of darkness, |
| before the traveler can find the right path. |
| And with each glint of light, |
| a new feeling of hope will come to the traveler. |
| And when the traveler has had enough glints, |
| and has been lost long enough, |
| then the traveler will find his path, |
| and will once again bathe in the light |
| of happiness and joy. |
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