When nights draw in
and hope is lost, you bring light.
When darkness surrounds,
and air is chilled, you give warmth.
When the day is old and the streets are black,
you entice us in.
For your lambent wick with slender stem,
delicately lights the way
through the deep shadows,
touched by faint amber.
You keep the night at bay,
You are light.
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