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Flicker of a Candle
Sitting
on a book dripping in wax
Soft to touch lovely to hold,
The flicker of a light
So dim in the night.
Candle light, candle power
It’s a unit a measure of light,
It sits on the book it’s flame erect
It flickers from dusk into night.
A candle a prayer
For a loved one we pray,
A glimmer of hope
What would Charles Dickens say.
A Candle can be large or small
But without the wick there is nothing at all,
Just hold it my love yes hold it for me
The flicker of a candle is that all you see?
By Patricia Preece (A Blackburn Lass)
A Word from the Author
"Inspired by an ornamental candle on a book, and with thoughts of my late mum."
Patricia Preece
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