In the darkest places,
Your light shines the brightest,
Comfort takes its place,
A smile was drawn in face.
Your wax may melt and fell,
But your love for me will always tell,
That your light won't end,
Until the very end.
You're burnt by flame,
But love me the same,
Burning in grace,
I took a gaze.
To the candle that gives me warmth,
To the one that secures me from harm,
To the light that guides my path,
To my mother I'll always love.
-Mea Doria
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