Wick

Like a candle,

She illuminated an entire room.

 

Her smile the flame,

Cold souls even felt the warmth.

 

Like a candle,

Her presence would guide the lost.

 

With an otherworldly glow,

None could resist her infectious aura.

 

Like a candle,

A light so bright.

 

Her love the wick,

A fire that never ceased.

 

Like a candle...

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beautiful!!!   love this poem

beautiful!!!

 

love this poem :)

so vivid <3


Matthew 7:14

The Narrow Gate