• How close a life and a candle light is
    So similar we will gasp in disbelief
    For be patient and hear my reasons
    As the melody of this poem unfolds

    A candle light is weak and new
    When it is first lit
    But it grows stronger as it moves along
    Burning brighter every minute

    The candle wax might drip along the edges
    Making the candle slightly crude
    Just like the mistakes of our lives
    Make us what we are

    And as the candlelight dims
    It slowly fades away
    Very much like our lives
    That slowly... fade... away...