A little white candle With bright yellow
flame Lit up the
alley. And washed away its
darkness. The candle lived Not forever but
only for a while Lightened the
world till It burnt itself
into oblivion. Light a thousand
candles Make the world a
brighter place. For a few
hours, the candle lives It lives to wipe
off darkness. The candle that
lived with pomp Burnt out and
died unsung That doesn’t
matter For it lived to
remove darkness. Be like a candle Impart goodness
till one’s life ceases. Worry not on how
long one lives. It’s the life like a candle that matters.
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