Silver Candle
A silver candle burning
To help me light me way
To guide me towards happiness
Each and every day.
A black one to absorb my fears
And take my darkest thoughts
To help me live with happiness
That I've so dearly sought.
My silver candle burning
With yellow flame so high and bright
To help me focus on the good things
Throughout the day and night.
To help me light me way
To guide me towards happiness
Each and every day.
A black one to absorb my fears
And take my darkest thoughts
To help me live with happiness
That I've so dearly sought.
My silver candle burning
With yellow flame so high and bright
To help me focus on the good things
Throughout the day and night.
posted by pumpkinjam | 11:57 AM
4 Comments:
Oh that's a nice poem. :D
This poem has been here for almost 7 years and nobody has noticed that 'sort' should say 'sought'!
I have just read this poem and realised that there is a spelling mistake! It's been there all this time and nobody seems to have noticed. Now I must work out how to edit!
That's better!
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