Thread: Life of a candle

Life of a Candle

In the vast darkness of night,
As the cold wind sings a lullaby
The shining stars are none in the tranquil sky,
Lingering solitude is at sight.

In a small shanty across the woods,
Is where a white lighted candle belong,
Producing a little light and temporary warmth
To a father, a mother and a son.

Time is fleeting, the candle starts melting
Little by little the white candle’s light weakening.
The father held his wife and his son,
As the cold night wind blows fiercely.

The candle in the distant starts to weep
Hopeless to give light in the entire night
All it wanted is to keep the family warm,
And to shine some light for the infinite darkness.

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