Bxby Stories

Now as the candle flickers and The wick is burning low, Amidst the still and darkened room Lit only by its glow, I try to write a letter but The pain too much to bear, For I just can't express my love When she's no longer there. A blank page lies before me on The table stained with tears, I stare upon the candle for Its end now slowly nears, The flame is growing taller and The scarlet wax does run, Right down the silver holder on My letter yet begun. And now it's getting very late The stars do light the sky, I stare out from my window as The night now passes by, Yet still the words don't come to me I've nothing left to say, And so I watch the candle as It slowly fades away.

Love You