Poetry from Brianna Dawn.

the last candle

lighting the last candle
to burn down into the new year
i’ll let the last moments
float away in the smoke, while
the candle melts in on itself without fear.

time slips away yet
approaches us without question,
handing us the answers
to our lives we must
strive to create wisdom from –
though at times foolishness
appears to undo it all.

moments which ran away
into our memories
somehow always seem to
call in on our hearts,
knocking on the doors
of our minds when
we least expect them.

let them burn down and
chase after the last candle.
take all of the dark
and burn it into light.

and once the last flame
sleeps, we can let our
hearts settle into the night

written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: finally

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