Poem: A Candle for Yesterday

A candle for yesterday, soft and bright,
Flickering gently in the quiet night.
Its flame dances with memories old,
Of stories untold, of hands once bold.

It burns for moments we left behind,
For laughter, for tears, for hearts entwined.
The shadows it casts are long and wide,
A gentle glow where dreams once died.

I light it now, though time has passed,
A tribute to days that couldn’t last.
Its warmth still whispers of what was true,
A fleeting love, a sky once blue.

But as the candle slowly fades,
So too do the ghosts in the twilight shades.
Yet in its light, I find my way,
A guide for the heart to yesterday.

Though the flame may flicker, soon to wane,
Its light will linger, soft with pain.
A candle for yesterday, burning bright,
To remember the past, in the quiet night.