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by Quest
QuestFLP@aol.com
©Copyright 1996 Quest
Bright the dancing fire that shines,
No brighter than her smile.
Bright the laughter in her eyes,
Mile by weary mile.
Bright the sunrise as it falls
Across her sleeping form,
Awake I stare
And danger ware,
Into the silent
morn.
Dark the time that went before,
And darker yet the soul.
Dark the heart before the song,
The broken shards now whole.
Dark the eyes that could not see,
Across the battlefield,
Beyond the night,
Her laughter bright,
My conscience
and my shield.