It is that small lantern

As the dawn fades
It Fades Away
As its dull light
Disapprears into Light
New Sunshine
Outshines
The humble light

It is those kind words
As the World
Breaks wide open
All that was said
Is the obvious
Past
Words forgotten
So fast

Smiles disappear
And dusk
New faces
Remain new forever
Sunset,
Its time for the lantern
Words echoing
From deep inside

Darkness remain
For the ignoring ones
Waiting for a sun
That will never rise
Unending tales
Dawn and dusk
And of fading
Old words...

 --Kris