it was dark when i came out,
not a candle to show me the way,
not a soul in sight to see me walk,
to listen to the words i have to say.
it was not night when i came out,
yet it never felt like day,
no warmth i felt,just the icy cold,
just the wind passing in a howling way.
there was no light around me yet,
to lead me as i paved my way,
it was not pleasant,this eerie dark,
i don’t know what it was that made me stay.
then i saw that first flicker,
a matchstick lit so far away,
then it started its slow approach,
towards me i hoped to show me the way.
it came to me,showed me the light,
its holder took my hand in a friendly way,
whispered into my ear these words,
”i am your friend,i am here with you forever to stay.”