#WritcoPoemPrompt23
At the end of the tunnel,
There's always a light,
Sometimes soft, at times bright,
Guiding us through the darkest night.

A beacon of hope, a comforting sight,
It banishes fear, ignites our might,
In life's challenges, it's our kite,
Lifting us up to take flight.

Though shadows may try to smite,
The light within, we'll hold tight,
For in the darkness, we'll unite,
Towards the dawn, we'll reunite.
© teacher