Dave's Poetry (shh, from a LONG time ago!)
My candle burns both night and day
its flame a lovely sight
it' homefire burns while i'm away,
and on return a welcome light.
I'm the keeper of the flame,
just as the flame's my keeper
I shelter it from wind and rain
and in return it warms me deeper
Through the shadows of cobalt blue
in the valleys of the dark
I feel a presence, which is you,
and look ahead to see the spark
You're my candle in the night
and I hope I'll always be
the candle's match with which to light
the flame of love for you and me
I flew along the mountain crest
and searched the land so brave
I felt a surging in my breast
as I heard them whispering from the grave
they told me of my silent sorrow
and that day of no tomorrow
Then I recalled what I'd forgot
Once they mentioned it to me
That I had lived and now did not
and never again would be