Holding A Candle Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Holding A Candle
Taking in hand, the sorrow I'm feeling, walking with it as I weep silently inside for a friendship that has died.
Holding a candle, burning brightly in my darkened soul, hoping with a prayer of a mustard seed that she will finish thinking of the hurt I caused unintentionally and begin again to look about and see that I'm still here with open arms, waiting for her to come and start talking to me again.
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