Treasure Island

Rebekah Mcwilliam


Poems of Rebekah Mcwilliam

1. Candle 3/27/2008
2. Poverty 3/27/2008
3. Push and pull 3/27/2008

Candle

Through the day a candle
really has no need,
no need to give off light,
to give us people sight
but when it comes to the night,
it shall have its stage,
to dance a nd flicker,
burn and shimmer,
until we go to bed
then it shall be dead,
until its next performance
it shall wait.
asleep.

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