The Candle’s Light

To look at you by the candle’s light,
Brings other visions to my sight,
And even as the candles burn,
Each vision comes in its own turn.

A daughter in your mother’s arm,
A girl of youth, with all her charm,
A life of toys and dolls with names,
You only live to play your games.

A teenager out on her first date,
You made your parents stay up late,
But within that child, there was a trace,
Of womanhood that shined your face.

A college grad, you left your home,
A beautiful woman you have become,
But a career is all you had in mind,
So off you went to seek and find.

And though you worked, you became a wife,
To fill a void within your life,
So try you did to start anew,
To try and build a place for two.

Now you are a mother of three,
And you learned to raise a family,
So you raised your children till full grown,
Then off they went out on their own.

A grandmother on her rocking chair,
With a lovely smile, and silver hair,
A treasured life with memories,
And with this, ends all I see.

Then back I am with you in sight,
And amongst us burns the candle’s light,
Through all these visions, I’ll hold this true,
That for all these reasons, I’ll still love you.