One Candle to Many

A poem about friendship.

I used to walk a path

all alone

with one lit candle

that was slowly growing weak.

 

All the others

forgot about me

and kept walking away,

Together...

 

The heat of the candle

was warm on my face

and dired my salted tears

before they could fall.

 

Bu then I met you.

You slowed on the path

And we talked

And we became friends.

 

My flame did not grow

any weaker any longer

for now I had joy

that will always be in my life.

 

My candle and yours

shinning bright into the night

showing the joy

we felt together.

 

The others ahead

heard our laughter

saw our joy

felt the warmth that engulfed us.

 

Then the others

so far ahead

slowed and stopped

and looked back to us.

 

With hands extended

and smiles gracing faces

We joined them

and them became we.

 

And at the end of the night

When the sun rose to day

I wasn't alone

to far the night come again.

Author's Note

I use alot of figurative language in this, so if you don't get it, I'm sorry...

Reviews

[Drum Bum in the Sun]

i like this poem, it's very bitter sweet, yet optimistic and warm all the same. good stuff!

[Sarah J Dhue]

this is the one you read for class =D yay