Airda Jones

(Sept.17,1988 / US)

Beauty and the Candlestick


Even beauty must have light
To wander through the darkness of night
Or else she may stumble

Although the light be dim
It will become brighter with him
Even when the storm rumbles

The darkness will not hide for long
Beauty will have its song
Even if it must be a mumble

The light's heat will burn the tips
And it's wax will cry and drip
Leaving beauty to be humbled

But find that light and she may
Find he's waiting as he lay
Hoping his beauty will not crumble.

Submitted: Wednesday, August 06, 2008
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  • Kesav Easwaran (11/17/2008 10:59:00 AM)

    well meanig imagery, Airda...nice rhyming through out the write...the first stanza is really a quick starter...10 (Report) Reply

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