Lost Child
I seem to have lost my way
through the forest
as I play.
Alone and cold,
with no place to go,
I cry myself to sleep.
As I shiver in fear,
I hear a voice;
you calling my name.
A bright light,
shining upon me;
I'm so glad to see.
I was lost,
but now I'm found.
The tears go away,
and a smile is here to stay.
~~This probably needs some work (I just now wrote it), and I don't know what it needs, what do you think?
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