I lit a candle tonight, in honor of you Remembering your life, and all the times we’d been through. Such a small little light the candle made until I realized how much in darkness it lit the way. All the tears I’ve cried in all my grief and pain what a garden they grew; watered with human rain. I sometimes can’t see beyond the moment, in hopeless despair. But then your memory sustains me, in heartaches repair. I can’t wait for the tomorrow, when my sorrows ease. Until then, I’ll light this candle, and let my memories run free.
Sheila~
