The Perfect Candle Poem by Esther Leclerc

The Perfect Candle

Rating: 5.0


My birthday cake was ready
save for a lonely lighted candle
No need for shrill smoke alarm this time
greeting a bonfire too hot to handle!

No, one candle would do nicely
if only one candle could be found
And when that simple plan fell through
my waxen face melted to a frown

My second son leaped and hastened to do
a singularly wonderful thing for me
My clever boy grabbed the cake from the table
'Turn off the lights NOW! ' his one plea

A moment passed mysteriously, 'til he
strode in singing 'Happy Birthday' slow
Not one single candle lit on my cake - -
but the one in my heart was aglow

Maybe you need to know Me-hee
maybe you need to know Him-sy - -
But NOTHING could have made me happier
than my smiling boy's act of Whimsy! ! !


~ Thanks, Elisha, for making my first unlit cake the most memorable ever! ~


(3.17/18.06)

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Patricia Gale 19 May 2006

A wonderful story! A son and his single act to make Mom happy. Thank you for sharing a delighful read. Patricia Gale

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Julia Klimenova 27 March 2006

Very touching. You are blessed with a wonderful son. Warmly, Julia

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Duncan Wyllie 23 March 2006

A pure and simple act can carry the most meaning.Love Duncan

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Moya Levy 23 March 2006

Ah sweet I love it! Hmmm developed cake craving lol! Moyax

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Chuck Audette 19 March 2006

Very cute story! We had a similar problem recently and had to do my sister-in-law's birthday cake with short wooden matches. The cake was delicious despite the ashes. -chuck

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Barry Van Allen 10 March 2007

Esther, Did you not get the memo! ? At 50 years of age - - - the numbers are supposed to go the other way! 49 years after that you get to start again!

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Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr 20 October 2006

WHIMS MAKE THIS WORLD SPIN A WEE BIT BETTER ON IT'S AXIS..GREAT WORK, young lady! ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FJR

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Alison Cassidy 10 October 2006

It is often the little gestures of loving ritual that make children and birthdays such a perfect combination. Thanks Esther for sharing your sweet memory and weaving it into such a readable poem. I love the word whimsy in the last stanza - perfect description of your son's action. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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R H 23 September 2006

This is a poem to warm anyone's heart Esther. There is no light quite like smiling eyes...your son's impulsive gesture is an act of pure love - what a fine young man he must be. Justine.

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Sandra Fowler 01 September 2006

What a charming poem! You are so geniune, Esther. I warmly appreciate your artistry. Take care. Love, Sandra

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