The Candle

PoemHe was a Candle unto all
Yet a shadow unto himself
He healed many
Helped many a broken man stand
Prevented countless suicides
Yet his world was dark
His laughter uplifted souls
A sense of humor leaving all smiling
Yet a heavy soul he had
Heavy with burdens untold
He couldn't tell
Who was there anyway?
And so The Candle blew out
The flame extinguished
By the anguish within
All they found that hot Sunday afternoon
Was a wrinkled red rose, a scribbled note
And a dangling eerie Candle

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