A Lighthouse in Time

There used to be a time I believed in lighthouses.
I used to think there was good in the world.
That kind selfless souls did exist.

There used to be a time when laughter was not filtered.
When joy seeped out and couldn't be stopped.
When a smile was just natural.

There used to be a time I sought out to conquer the world.
Before I discovered my own inner fears.
And I thought all was possible.

There used to be a time when love was so simple.
When the sun would rise and the sun would set.
And a kiss was just a kiss.

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<SI> Scott Izu, PhD
© December 2014