The Candle

The candle

I was given

as a memorial

for my mother

who passed away a few short months ago
I sat with the candle,
looked at the candle
and found myself yearning for a moment with my mom
and so
I brought it with me
to spend time with her
in the only way I could

I lit the candle and
sat with it
watching the flame
burning in front of me
I drew it closer

and felt the warmth
burning beside me,
I longed for more 

I stared intently
waiting and wanting my mother to return
and as I gazed at the wax

and the flame
burning within

appeared a heart

and I knew my mom was with me