Lighting Our Own Candles Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Periods of happiness come and go throughout our lives,
normally strewn with pain and suffering, taking us by
the hand.

Looking to family and friends for love and support does
not always give us what we need, being blessed through
the years if we are lucky enough though.

If not, taking chances and hoping for the best, living
in the darkness, lighting our own candles in the night,
hoping they'll give us enough light to find our way.