Candle
I am but a little candle
Shining dimly in the night.
Casting shadows in the darkness
With my frail and feeble light.
But despair won’t overwhelm me
For as small as I might be
My wee flame is ever present
For another soul to see.
There are torches all around me
Giving off much light and heat.
And I fear I pale in contrast
Quite unable to compete.
Still, I know that others struggle
Sharing their own little fire,
So, I keep my ember burning
In the hope I might inspire
I know some might point and snicker,
Many others outright laugh,
Say the way that I am shining
Isn’t bright enough by half.
But I try hard not to listen,
Pay no heed to what they say.
I believe my light’s important
So, I’ll never fade away
You see, we are all but candles
And we’re burning in the dark.
And we don’t know just what lit us,
From where came that little spark.
But like all the other candles
I’m not shining for just me…
What is light for but to help those
Out in darkness better see?
Copyright © Stephen Tefft | Year Posted 2024
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