My Monday Candle

          It’s a small candle, burning modestly 

on this Monday afternoon,

 not asking much of me

 other than to be considered….. 

perhaps defined…..

and maybe just a little loved. 

 It’s small and lilac-scented

 and remarkable

 in that it’s the first candle

 I’ve burned in years.  

Years! 

 Because I’ve become cautious, 

and much older,

 and less frivolous…..

and maybe not candle-worthy?  

It’s flame is sweetly encouraged 

by my frequent glances, 

and seems to be proudly stretching 

its fiery point

 beyond the confines of the glass. 

It’s not flashy,

 just steady, 

and only modestly hints 

at the lilac-whisper scent 

imbedded in its soul.  

Yet it remains content

 to sit by my side,

 my silent companion

 on this what-shall-I-do-today Monday.

  It promises delights 

that I may yet encounter

 as I let it burn,

 a serene 

and comfortable

 companion.