Candle

Saturday
Candles are a gift of light,
A tiny sun, a bit of star.
No other dancer in the night
Dances with such sheer delight,
Little souls serene and bright,
Each a glimpse of what we are
Shining innocent and pure.


Not a particularly exciting day - mainly doing housework and laundry, wrapping some presents and went for a walk round the neighborhood. It was another grey day today and seasonably cold, but the next couple of days we're in for a bitterly cold spell. My lovely husband got us dinner tonight, and then I lit a candle, and the three of us settled down to watch a movie.