Here's a little poem I wrote at 4am when I couldn't sleep. The funny part is that I was almost asleep and then the first two lines hit me. I decided I better write them down just in case I'd forget them in the morning. I ended up writing the whole poem and wasting another 30 mins after that trying to get to sleep! Feel free to help me edit it if you think a line could be better!
Candles Flame
It billows to and fro they say
Lighting the paths of others way
The fires flicker, dance, and play
Burning swiftly, steadfast til day
Even knowing of certain end
Makes the best from which wax can lend
Does not question, want, nor pretend
Contently to it duties it tends
When darkness falls and end has came
When fires sputter and ash go lame
Bares no burdens of waste or shame
Laments no suffrage, casts no blame
A meaningful life for those who seek to live like candles flame.
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