Disclaimer- I don't own Digimon

Disclaimer- I don't own Digimon

A/n- this is just a little quickie before I leave for Taiwan.  I don't think I'll have time to post it though, so bear with me.  Anyway, this is another none-rhyming poem that I stick between fics.

Angel of Light

"I used to think that if I did daring things,

Hikari-chan would like me

Or maybe if I did things that no other boy in class has done before,

Hikari-chan would like me

But I was wrong

Hikari-chan was my best friend in fourth grade

We chatted together

Played together

Had fun together

That is, until fifth grade

I started the school year with a cheer

Certain that another great year was about to begin

With Hikari-chan

Then

When I met that boy on the soccer field

He changed everything

Hikari was no longer my best friend

No longer my soul mate

No longer my Light

I knew about her crest, somehow, before she came to tell me about it

I guess the Light just shines thru her

Whenever she smiles,

You can't help but smile back

When Hikari showed me her son

I was shocked

He looked so much like her

And so much like Takeru

Although they werent married

Hikari was my angel of Light

Long before Takeru came

Long before we went our separate ways

And so…here I am now.

Old and ancient."

My grandfather laughed.

I laugh with him

It felt so good to be with grandfather

Although so many girls in my school

Consider it "uncool"

"So that Hikari girl…does she still stay in touch with you?"

I asked.

Grandpa Daisuke heaved a sigh

And touched a pair of goggles resting on the bookshelf

"She died two years ago in a car accident with her brother."

"Oh…" I had feeling that now wasn't a good time to mention that

My grandfather's physician said he hadn't long to live either

"You see these goggles?" Grandpa Daisuke asked as he lifted them up

I nodded

My grandfather smiled kindly

"They're yours now."

As he fitted them over my spiked burgundy hair

Then he made another crack about my haircut

"Quite an unusual hairstyle for a girl."

I slapped his arm playfully

"Grandpa!"

My grandfather smiled and stroked my hair

"My little Aiko…

The time will come when you will have to face hardships.

But be prepared.

Things shall always tilt your way if you believe in

Courage,

Friendship,

And Light."

I nodded

The next day,

I received news that,

On June 16, 2001 AD,

Daisuke Motomiya, aged 87,

Has passed away peacefully in his sleep

…and another thing

My crest is the crest of Light.