Hello, little flame,
I nearly missed you.
You seem so weak,
You flicker dreadfully,
Have you caught cold?
I could snub you
With my fingers,
And feel nothing.
Perhaps you need a
Bit of help from me.
Another flame, perhaps,
A trusty partner for you.
But, it would die
With no wick to hold.
A bit of fresh air
Would do you good.
Yes, the cool night
Would refresh.
Oh no! I'm sorry.
We were alike,
You and I. |