Poem
The Candle
My candle dims
The light gets low
Not much farther
Do I go
When first lit
It burned so bright
My energy flowed
Well into the night
My path was lit
Anything I could achieve
Not a thought occured
About when I would leave
The light now glows
Over memories past
And I cling to ones I love
Candle burning to it's last
Rabid Poet
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