11-22-2014, 06:28 AM
sanctuary
Candles flicker
with begged forgiveness,
each tender wick
a glowing reminder,
each drop of wax
a tear sliding down
the father's cheek.
Having lit them all,
I wait for him to come.
Candles flicker
with begged forgiveness,
each tender wick
a glowing reminder,
each drop of wax
a tear sliding down
the father's cheek.
Having lit them all,
I wait for him to come.

