A candle is but a simple thing,
It starts with just a bit of string,
Yet dipped and dipped with a patient hand,
It gathers wax upon its strand,
Until it’s complete in colors and white
At last it gives a lovely light.
Life is so like that bit of string,
Each deed we do is a simple thing,
Yet day by day if on life’s strand,
We work with patient heart and hand
It gathers joy and makes dark times bright,
Giving at last a loving light.
*Kelly published this on LinkedIn this morning. I was blown away and asked her for her permission to repost it here. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.