Poetry

Daily Prompt:Flames

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I watched the flames burn up everything I thought I needed.

But as the flames grew stronger, I no longer had the desire to cry out for those things anymore.

It was like all the worrying and stress was now burn up and there was nothing but ashes left.

I was free to start over again with the hope that everything wouldn’t go up in flames again.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Flames

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Candle

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You’re a flame to my candle and without you I would not have  brighter days when the my light is too low to shine on its own.

You’re the flame to the candle that never seems to go out.

Always providing warmth and hope.

You move to beat of the music with so much joy.

Never missing a beat,so strong and dedicated to being the best flame on a candle that smells so good.

No one would want to get rid of you and would buy so many of you.

You’d always be out of stock but, they would always wish you were around to light up their day and night.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Candle