SONNET 100
BE A LAMP
All it was, was an old lamp by the door,
Every night it was lit some light to show,
Hoping the light would guide, you never know
When one is too close to some sandy shore.
All it was, was a candle very poor,
Yet it burned bright and gave out a light glow,
The right path to follow the way to go,
What could that little brave candle do more.
How bright does my light shine, how do I score?
Do I guide folks aright, goodness bestow,
How far can I my true gospel light throw,
So through me others our God will adore.
Be a lamp a candle or light within,
So others may be saved from evil sin.
(Millicent) Ann Margetson 18 September 2005