The Candles

The Candles

A Poem by Aspiring Angel

 

 


 


Her portrait hangs above the mantel
Candles lit beneath its frame

As her father touches his daughter's image
His heart returns to that fateful day



The morning had started like any other
In the sleepy Spanish town

Before the day was over
A young woman's body would be found



Papa will you saddle Poncho
This morning I would like to take a ride

The sunshine is so glorious
It would be a shame to stay inside



He watched her as she rode away
The darkness of her hair his last to see

As he turned to walk into their hacienda
His daughter rode into eternity



Carlos please come quickly
Carlitta has taken quite a fall

Old friend I am so sorry
I am afraid she is now gone to us all



As he rode with her lifeless body
To her final resting place
His walk among the faithless
Found its beginning on that day



How could God have taken
All that had been his world
Was it not enough he took her Momma
When she was but a girl



He became no stranger to the cantinas
Resentment became his only god

Allowing bitterness and grief to overcome him
He betrayed his faith and traveled on



It was as in so many other nights
When he came stumbling into his home

He made it to the sofa
Before consciousness was gone

An angelic voice awoke him
To a presence in gown of snow white lace

Papa ... Do you not know me
Was the voice to the angel's face



Papa where are my candles

Why are there not candles
For me in place

Papa light my candles
My candles Papa
To light my angel's face



When he again awoke the sun was shining
In his hand a piece of white lace

Below his daughter's portrait
Four lit candles stood in place






Had he only been dreaming
Yet the candles ...
How can this be

As he rose up from the sofa
Again Carlitta's face was seen



Papa I have lit my candles
For you to know its really me

My candles Papa . . .
For the angel that you see



Her portrait today remains hanging
Above soft candles glow

Her Papa

He has been reborn into the faith
He had always known


His walk among the faithless
Left behind because of only a dream?



"Papa ...
Keep lit my candles
For the angel that you've seen"





AspiringAngel

 




©2000 - 2002 Individual Authors of the Poetry. All rights reserved by authors


[ Control Panel ]
Last 100 Poems

Find it fast with
goClick.com!

Search over
30,000 poems!




 

© 2008 Aspiring Angel


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

I hate to keep saying the same superlatives, but "beautiful" is all I can say. Rain..

Posted 15 Years Ago


This is a beautiful piece. It is true...that at times one can lose faith and belief. It's even harder to try and get it back. But something always brings you there.

kisses
Theresa Anne

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

One of your heart pieces
flows with such tenderness
penned to a tee filled with emotions
words touch very deep with a sorrow
that bestows its own beauty and elegance!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is a most beautiful write filled with emotion well written...Kim

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sweetie This one I so remember from before
and it is just a beautiful and heart touching.
Should give out tissue alerts girlie girl...
Another piece of your awesome heart
Hugs and love
KKD

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

315 Views
5 Reviews
Rating
Added on October 5, 2008
Last Updated on October 5, 2008

Author

Aspiring Angel
Aspiring Angel

Reno, NV



About
I am so glad That you have dropped in To meet a new face And experience a new heart Come along with me as Aspiring Angel speaks to Me in whispers that brings Her thoughts to live.. more..

Writing