1.6.2015

electric candle

in the bedroom window

filament of childhood

warmth against all

darkness and

grievings.

I place one in my

window now

and remember

the small boy

who could not

express how afraid

and alone

he was

asking could not

the light stay on

always

not to be

snuffed away

by the season.

as if I could reach

back and across

time

to calm

his tightened breast.

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