A candle for my father, since he said

he'd be always in my corner.

For my mother who said,

if I was in despair to call.

For my brothers, without whom

I'd have been with fewer friends.

A candle for my work mates

and the morning meeting smile

For the chatting neighbors in the apartment hall

For the familiar faces at the grocery store 

For my present friend:

may the future store

such candles too for you!

So, smiling, we endure