A sincerity flows through the veins
A feeling that had long ago been
A trust in a being of power
A trust in my one true friend
In essence he has and always will be
But from my dark little paths I had made him flee
So creeping along in my shadow filled past
He followed me slowly till one day at last
I noticed the reason for shadows behind
Was the bright brilliant light that ahead of me shine
So it all seems so silly for me to gather such fear
For while looking to light, my true friend will appear.

Richard DeLong
8-18-99