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Oct 2020
I walked into our parish church
A total stranger there I'd be.
I choose a pew where I was on my own
As I didn't think I needed company.
I bowed my head and closed my eyes
Intending to say a prayer.
I tried to focus on what I'd say
But the words just were not there.
I lit a candle in your honor
On the left side of the knave.
I promised myself I would not cry
But I guess Iā€™m not that brave.
I saw the candle flame flicker
And I felt a warmth down deep inside.
In my mind I heard your voice
Like you were there right by my side.
Your presence gave me courage
And the prayer that I could not say.
Came to me in that instance
Then it slowly faded away.
If anybody had seen me
I wondered, what they would have said.
I was talking to your candle
As if you'd risen from the dead.
Trevor Reynolds
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Trevor Reynolds  64/M/USA
(64/M/USA)   
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