Aug 2020
I watched
a candle flicker and fade,
burn bright one last time
in its last good buy,
as the ember dies.
Death is a lonely place.
After the light,
dusk falls,
memories fade.
a candle flicker and fade,
burn bright one last time
in its last good buy,
as the ember dies.
Death is a lonely place.
After the light,
dusk falls,
memories fade.
