Candle Light
Candle wax dripping down the face
While at the bottom hardens the heart
The wicks fire has burned dark
Once lit with light to see the soul
Now sits on an empty table alone
Tears of wax no longer drip
This candle has been blown out
Copyright © Bobby May | Year Posted 2020
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