Candle flickers on windowsill.
Rain beats down, tiny drops of dew.
Clouds passing by,
white sheets hung out to dry.
Silence here, stays the night.
Book in hand, a glass of wine,
teacakes on china, I dine.
Lamp burning brightly,
darkness washes over me,
Time alone, night passes quickly.
Memories grow, burning forever in my mind.
Settling in, head dipping down,
forgiving what can never be, without forgetting.
Mind races with these feelings,
a shared love, between you and I.
Happiness moves past,
book and wine, I am fine.
This light, has become my shrine,
moving forward, one step at a time.