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
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As a lover of candles I can't help but adore this poem. Nicely done!