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The Selfless Flame

The candle in the corner splutters and dies Fading slowly to dimness Casting strange dancing shadows on the walls Until it is engulfed by growing darkness And only a glowing ember is left Where its life used to be And then that too disappears Just the smoke remains Forlornly forcing its way heavenward And then it too is gone And all is left in cold blackness. Who had warmed their frozen hands Around this self-same flame? How many children had played late at night In its warm and friendly light? How much was done Whilst this candle gave of itself Unselfishly, unceasingly Using what it had only for others Until all was consumed And it left us alone with the dark The cold and lonely dark 04/08/1992
Published inPoemRemembranceSadness

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