Treasure Island

Lento Maez


Candle Power


A flickering candle called my name
At first I thought what a shame
For such a candle to waste its glow

How it knew me I don’t know
And then I caught its wonderful smell
Little did I know that I was under its spell

A sneaky breeze blew out the flame
But just before it again called my name
I quickly followed its smoky trail

It led me to a rusty half filled pail
Half heartedly I snuck a glance
And on the water’s surface I saw a dance

Two nimble creatures danced and wiggled
They looked so cute I suppressed a giggle
And all too soon the scene was gone

As the creatures bowed and began to run
Carrying a sign that said “I hope you had fun”
In return I thanked the candle for its spell
And hoped its glow would continue to go well

Submitted: Monday, April 28, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, April 29, 2014

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