Lonely Winter Nights Poem by Juan Olivarez

A breeze blew out my candle,
My lamp ran out of kerosene.
Now I don't know how to handle,
The darkness, which leaves everything unseen.

Sitting quietly in the dark,
No matches to light my candle.
Hear the pitter patter of my heart,
My nerves starting to dismantle.

Can't get kerosene tonight,
To illuminate my gloom.
Cause the store is locked up tight,
And I'm locked up in my room.

Maybe I should flip the switch,
On those fancy lectric lights.
Then it wouldn't be as dark as pitch,
On these lonely winter nights.

12/23/10 Alton Texas