Feb 2015
I am a spark,
I ignite a flame,
The flame of thought,
Which is needed so dearly,
But these days are grim,
hardly a coal in sight,
For many I try to light,
are made of damp straw.
I ignite a flame,
The flame of thought,
Which is needed so dearly,
But these days are grim,
hardly a coal in sight,
For many I try to light,
are made of damp straw.
