The warm glow of a single candle flame
beckons a weary stranger there
to the bosom of a warm fire in
from the nighttime's cold.
A warm caring heart keeps the candle lit
to welcome back their love
from their long and lonely trek.
Each night they light the candle,
and sit waiting all alone,
hoping one night their love,
will glance on it
and return to their loving home.
The warm stretching finger
prods the darkness every night,
as it can be seen from miles away
across the empty prairie,
as they sit alone each night
by the warm fair light.
Hoping that their love will see its warm glow
and return to it and come home tonight
from their long and weary trek.
For years, the candle was lit,
but sadly, it shines no more.
Love broke the lonely heart
when they never came home.
Now all you can hear is a lonesome whistle
when the wind blows cold at night.
It has replaced that warm glow
of that single candle light.
Although there is a sad story within the poem it is enjoyable to read & well written. Thanks for sharing. errors: 'nighttimes cold'-should be 'nighttime's cold' & 'long a weary trek'-should be 'long weary trek' ok Ravensong
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a lonely chill this gave me..god bless all lonely waiting hearts..(smile)