Saturday, December 9, 2017

Candle

"Don't strain your eyes in dark".
So I lit one bulb.
Exasperated with my carelessness,  he switched on the tube light.
His "I love you" .
Then he left.
And on his side of the bed,  candle weeps silently.

2 comments:

Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.