The night watchman

He opens his weary eyes.
He blinks in confusion,
than realizing the sun had begun to set.
He beams at the people passing by…
His smile a thousand-watts,
Assisting the young and elderly.
He showers the world with light,
purifying it with warmth
No one does crime in the face of light.
Pureness and goodness of ones heart thrives on light
He smiles, light radiating from every angle of him
He is the night watch man

Gosh my younger sister wrote this. I bow before her...