Candles - A Poem by Moe

"Two Sunsets"

well lit candles stand in place
as setting sun draws near
all is stowed without a trace
as lights now keep him clear

granting sight for all he'll miss
the flowers bloomed by day
memories kept to pine for bliss
that came and went his way

bliss gone dim without regret
are subtle signs of grace
beauty's scars to not forget
that love's still worth it's chase

~Moses Apollo