What is it about candles?
Got a call from my cohort in
crime yesterday. She then
proceeds to tell me a fun story
about candles.
Seems she was driving along
minding her own business,
when she spied a box by the
side of the road. As it was
marked free, she stopped to
take a look-see.
A box of candles . . . how fun,
especially as she burns them
every day. Different sizes,
different colors, some new,
some used. In the joy of her
find, I started musing about
candles.
In my own life, I burn candles
for any reason I can come up
with. But, who needs a reason
anyway?!
There's nothing quite like being
in front of my fireplace with
five or six candles adding to the
romance of the moment. I like
to fall asleep at night with a
couple of votives burning by
my bedside.
I would swear that eating at
the table demands several
candles to add to the mood.
And speaking of moods . . .
good or bad, candles can only
enhance the moment.
Think I'll light one now . . .
let the candles burn
tis soothing all my heartbreak
balm in gilead
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