Poetry of John Shaw


      May 2004

      ...So the candle flickers and fades away in the dark
      as we think we had a piece of a flint and a spark

      I like for it to be still


      To illuminate your path
      To brighten your soul
      To caress your heart
      To take you back again and again and again...

      May this candle be lit on this day
      Oh, how I wish for it to be lit on this & every day, now and forever...

      I like for it to be still

      To never dissolve
      To swathe you in its immortal flame

      Happy Birthday!

      Authored by Lamia

    Email: john@jfds.net

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