Sunday, October 12, 2014

All my darkness
surrounds one frail
candle

enduring,
that tiny little candle
hides small beautiful things
(tiny little things like
God's love
Mama's love
spring grass
campfires
friend's trust
first kisses)

these frail objects withstand
the world's darkness and it's
infinite onslaught

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