candleCandle, candle burning bright,

Warm me on this frigid night.

Provide a light so I might see

The amazing world surrounding me.

Candle, candle with dancing flame,

I hear the darkness call my name.

Protect me in your orange glow

From shadow monsters down below.

Candle, candle do not flicker

Or else you’ll bring the blackness quicker.

I sense the walls are closing in,

When you go out, my fears begin.

Candle, candle in my hand

Provide the strength to take a stand.

If you help me to be brave

I’m sure the demons will behave.

Candle, candle don’t get smaller

I see the shadows growing taller.

Illuminate the garden path

And I’ll escape from evil’s wrath.

Candle, candle never leave me

Or else my blindness will deceive me.

With you forever at my side

I shall never need to hide.

Candle, candle burning bright

Inspire courage against the night…

About Austin

Native New Yorker who's fled to the quiet life in Maine. I write movies, root for the Yankees, and shovel lots of snow.
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15 Responses to Candle

  1. aladywrites4u says:

    Very sweet,

  2. jan says:

    I wish you warmth of spirit and body.

  3. Martina Hui says:

    Reblogged this on Lifestyle is an Attitude and commented:
    the title candle caught my attention. Let the brightness of the candle illuminate our life while it’s still burning….

  4. That was really beautiful Austin 🙂

  5. Louise says:

    Ohhh! that was so thought provoking and almost sensual in your use of words. Loved this one. 🙂

  6. There once was a guy named Austin
    Who lived somewhere North of Boston
    He made people laugh
    While following the path
    To worlds that we all could get lost in

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