My Favorite Light

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Published April 20, 2025

🏆 Winner - Short form 2025


      

The moon gave me a smile tonight, A luminescent grin. The sun saw me and slyly winked- Then tried to burn my skin. Inside my house the lights are cold, Or warm, or wretched blue. Yet Jesus you’re my favorite Light, A Light for any mood.

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