Like a candle…

He was like a burning candle…

Even after the last ounce had melted away,

And the wick was at its edge,

Giving up was never the option,

Not the easy path chosen.

;

He burnt to the fullest,

Tired to the fullest,

Lived to the fullest !

….Sara

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2 comments

  1. poetrylover · November 17

    Beautiful poem. Mind if you could check out my poetry blog?

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