A candlelight is flickering,
in a far off distant room.
Casting shadows up the walls,
breaking up the gloom.
It's orange hinted, yellow glow,
lights up the cool night air.
And as i gaze into the flame,
i'm dragged out of despair.
For the candle shows a ray of hope,
that through the dark there's light.
And after life's dark times subside,
the outlook can be bright.
Heath Gunn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful piece Heath....10+++