Candle

Life on Earth is like a burning candle: When the flame dies, there's one to rekindle; While it stands, we see our youthfulness, Shedding light and melting as time passes; And while the top is away from the base, Exude what brightness your clever mind says, For a strong wind might blow one of these nights And douse your fire and other candlelights, Lest a faithful moth might become astray, Groping, and then taking her life away. The time she rests on a leaf in heaven, She'd thank you for the glow you have given, Just like the greatest poets in this world, We can see their wit through each written word. 12/31/2011