What is it my dear,
That you can’t get so clear;
Each day a tear down the face,
Even though I don’t see any mess;
Is it because you enlighten everyone,
But you never get something in return?
Or is it because your heart burns in flame,
But no one ever mentions your name?
Please wrap all the troubles in a bundle,
And share it with me dear candle.

August 23, 2015