a candle breaks the nighttime

A candle breaks the nighttime,
the seconds sputter past.
Christina hums the blues
to make the seconds last.
Her anything but joyful days
recall her own beginnings.
Her candlesong is one of praise
for all that’s left of living.

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2 Responses to a candle breaks the nighttime

  1. Marianne says:

    Sad… I hope the flame lasts.


  2. ozymandiaz says:

    Oh, such melancholy. Such beautiful sorrow .


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