RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
Lone Candle Flame
Mourning stars poking my interior mind,
filling it with tears of grief.
Causing a sadness so deep, life cannot
contain it within it's meager grasp.
Holding on, being guided by a lone candle
flame, lighting the way towards hope.
Bringing faith closer, yet not altogether
close enough to be used in prayer.
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