Monday, February 23, 2009


The orange flame shines in the night
Piercing the gloom with its tiny light.
The candle flickers all aglow,
Hiding the memories of long ago.
Puffs of smoke drift away,
Like kitten paws in relentless play.
I huddle closer to the flame
Moth and man we are the same.
I wonder how long my candle will glow?
Is there a message that I should know?
My little candle melts down in size
And will soon be gone before my eyes.
Will there be an ethereal light?  or,
Will I be lost to that endless night?

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