Like Fire

Life is like fire read and see why


A flame on a wick sustains life by breathing 

And it burns and it shines but for what reason? 

When the wick ends it's death begins 

But like all things it will shine again 


When ones' presence is gifted by light 

There's no secrets and all is bright 

But what titch of Melancholy doth show 

On the face of he whos' flame won't glow

The End

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