Working alone in a room once so bright. A room lit by words glowing from within. Thoughts shinning, sparkling, some burning with passion. Words in my mind...a candle shinning bright.
A room, once lit by fires of the heart. Burning constant, filling the room with thoughts... happiness, sadness, hopes and dreams. Words in my mind...casting light.
A room now fading, the light slowling dims. Words that used to fire the flame... now becoming few and far between. Words in my mind...melting away like a candle.
A candle, that once gave me light to see. A candle, once shinning like a beacon... now becoming dimmer as the wick diminishes. Like the words in my mind...the candle fades.
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loved the poem here on the candle, looking now for the rest,hugs
donna