The Shining Ball of Light

I had trouble coming up with this poem. i didn't flow as natural as most of my other ones.

The shining ball of light

guides me like

an angel

leading a dead soul. 

It provides warmth

and comfort

like a mother 

to her child.

Like a stray cat

the ball of light

is something you cant

get too close to.

Like knowledge,

it's something

you cant

live without.

Such elegance 

and grace it has 

as it follows me throughout 

the day.

Then night comes

and it hides away.

But it shines

brilliantly at the beginning

and glows orange and pink throughout

the end.

It is here to mend, 

but here to destroy.

As people say,

get to close to the sun,

you burn up. 

Author's Note

what do you think?

Reviews

[Gleek4ever21]

thanks!!!!

[Shreds Of Me]

truthful in ways, i like it, brillantly done.