Freshly lit candle in my room
thoughts of Light
made me sigh
I looked at the candle flame
Oh, how it brought back the pain
I know not what is taken place
when it comes to my faith
I had lost my way
I looked at Brutus
while he pours my tea
I could see his face
turn wry over me
he question me if I was okay
I feel awful Brutus
but that is every day
I watch the autumn leaves fall
out side my window
the air is cold
the scent of death is in the breeze
but in my room
the candle gives a sweet calming scent
the wind moans for years
but now it became music to my ears
ravens fly deep into the night
where summer was always broken
and darken dreams became a token
where words of pain are always spoken
winter is always near
bring on sadness and fear
Dark Angel holds so dear
shimmering thunder makes me wounder
what is happening tonight
change in moods are in the room
the moon is hanging down in gloom
freshly lit candle up near my window
for all to see who is out locking for me.

Poetic Lilly Judy Emery (c)