Tuesday, 5 April 2016

The light of life

Like a candle, I burn
Knowing not when
The light in me will go out
Maybe I'll burn till the very end
Or maybe a gust of wind will put me off
Or maybe be replaced
With a brighter light
But until that fateful day
I'll share my light
Brighten the room as much as possible.
I may not give you warmth;
But I'll inspire it.
Remind you that even in
The darkest of days
There is always a light
And that there is always hope

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