The Candle
So
Hot,
Bright
As you
Dance
In the
Nite.
A
Curiosity,
Boggling
The mind.
Melting
Away, yet
You never
Give up.
From tall
To short,
You can’t
Grow back,
But you
Still keep
Shining,‘til
The last
Drop of
Your being
Is gone.
©1988 KMDavis-Scheuer (Age 17)
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