Excerpt from Addleberg Lang:
This is just a random little poem I wrote on my phone while waiting for my family to be done at the gym. I don’t remember what inspired me to write it, but it’s officially the cutest poem I’ve ever written.↣
Little candle, burning bright
Keep the monsters out at night
They hide beneath my darkened bed
And fill my heart with blackest dread
Inside my closet they do creep
Ever keeping me from sleep
You sit upon my window sill
Flickering, dancing, never still
Your golden light is like a shield
Naught can enter it’s glowing field
When you burn I know I’m safe
Against my fears I won’t chafe
Don’t go out my little guard
I know your work is very hard
Wax and wind: your greatest foes
One always drips, one always blows
But you keep burning, all night long
Protecting me from all that’s wrong
Little candle, burning bright
You’re my greatest comfort at night
