In the heart of the night, a candle glows bright,
Its whispers of warmth, a comforting light.
Shadows dance gently on walls so near,
As the flame speaks softly, all worries clear.

A beacon of hope in the silence profound,
Its flickering flame, a soothing sound.
In its gentle embrace, we find peace,
A moment of calm, where troubles cease.

The waxy tears that silently fall,
Tell stories of hearts that once stood tall.
Through darkness and doubt, it stands so true,
A symbol of strength in all we pursue.

As the night fades and dawn breaks anew,
The candle’s light whispers its final adieu.
Yet the warmth it gave, the comfort so sweet,
Remains in our hearts, a memory to keep.