A Flickering Candle – Poem, By Glasses Guy

A candle flickers in and out,

burning only a bit.

Someone could easily blow it out

if they were to think of it.


The tiny candle lights a room

with a dim, orange glow.

It’s only enough to read by.

It doesn’t make a fancy show.


There it moves constantly,

letting off a piney scent.

It will stay there burning next to me,

until to bed I am sent.


When sleep calls, the flame shall die;

put out with a single puff.

But it will be lit once more.

One night of candlelight reading is never enough.


I didn’t cut this one off for a reason. Good night, everyone. Dedicated to a special someone, who needs to get to ned earlier.


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