Story of the tiny flame
Is over-
It’s an untimely demise-
No one knows if she was steady
Or wavering
In the face of the insolent, hungry wind-
I don’t believe she gave in
Without the slightest stir-
Everything looks so calm and tranquil
As if nothing had happened-
Posted for Sunday Muse #195 hosted by Carrie
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