A soft silent gush of wind blows out the candle,
All that remains is the smoke,
The smoke that seems to fill our lungs,
hearts and souls
The soot staining our memories forever.
We sit there in the dark,all lost in our thoughts..
As the darkness seems to stretch on infinitely
We miss the comforting,guiding light of the candle,
mourn its absence.
Few wonder will they ever be able to see again?
Then suddenly the light comes on..
Harshly..inappropriately bright.
Each one seem to awaken from their daze,
looking around with a bleary eye
Slowly their eyes get accustomed to the blare
Some begin to stir..realising its time to move.
Life moves on..
But those closest to the candle shall forever bear
the soot stains.
I know i will..
We will miss u..
In loving memory of my grandmother who passed away on 1st Nov.
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