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Acrostic poem in response to day fifteen of National Poetry Writing Month challenge

· Poem,Micropoem,Acrostic,Metaphor

Lighting the path of others with my word—

Always, I hope to change those who have heard.

Notice my fire while hiking through the dark—

This is my aim—help them to leave a mark.

Entering and exiting life’s dense woods—

Reflecting love, I lead them to the goods.

Need I remember to burn midnight oil?

© 2018 Sylvia aka Sincere Scribe™

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