Candles Poem by Anya Nikolaevna

Candles

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Once the wind blows

the bigger they are,
the more they move.

When they are small,
they stay still.

The bigger ones are baffled
'How are they able to be immobile?
The wind doesn't seem to affect the.
Oh, I wish I was as strong.'

It's a shame
they don't know that
once the wind stops blowing

They shine the brightest.

Tuesday, August 9, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: creativity,strength,symbolism,wind
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 09 August 2016

An insightful poem, Lynn. Thanks for sharing

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Anya Nikolaevna 16 August 2016

Thank you for your sweet poem Kelly!

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