Candlesticks – Poem of the Week


The fire can come back somehow, right?
I don’t want it to die and burn out.
It’s at a gentle glow but it can get hotter, can’t it?
Please… don’t blow it out.
We’re down to our last match.
By now, it’s almost done.
The candlestick is almost gone.
You decide if it can stand one more match.
But, if it has to die then let the candle stay there.
It will only be a memory left in the past.
Please… don’t let it die…

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