Candle

A
Child
Of the
Light
O
Jesus, you call me
a child of the light
but
sometimes
I'm just a
burned-out
wick in a dark,
ever dark world.
But then I see
another wick
coming close
to share
warmth,
Other flames appear
reflecting the light
the world cannot hide!
~ Nancy Baker

Have a blessed Sunday!
Happyone :-)