Unextinguished Flame


My day closes as it began. As a lit
candle, I write of the love that
burns in my heart. Tears drop
at the memory of what we
both had, and lost, as this relationship

P. Wanken

Written for Carry On Tuesday’s prompt to write a poem using a part or all of the first line of Edna St. Vincents poem First Fig: “My candle burns at both ends.”


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