O Candle

O candle, hot and burning bright,
Fill the room with all your light,
Your streamline body is as white as a ghost,
It is what makes you contrast the most.

O pure flame, so hot so bold,
Burn the air with an unmerciful scold,
Show us all, your radiant glow,
We’ll watch in awe as you make your flame grow.

Flickering and waving, your flame disappears,
Leaving darkness, which raises fears,
We need you on this darkened night,
Help us O candle, provide us with light.

With a match stick, you reignite,
The room fills with oh so beautiful light,
You have saved us, on this dull, black night,
Burn the air with all of your might.