The summer rain falls steadily <br />I can hear its antediluvian melody <br />Played out on my roof <br />And through my window <br />The droplets on the window are softly illuminated <br />by the candles that light the inside <br /> <br />The house smells like candles and rain <br />The cats are all asleep, so apparently they approve <br /> <br />Far from my snug little cabin <br /> tonight my oldest sister is quietly dying <br /> <br />Logically speaking I know <br /> She’ll finally know painlessness <br />She has endured so much pain <br />And for that blessing, <br /> there is comfort for her - <br /> because, in truth - <br />After a lifetime spent <br /> bearing the burdens of others <br />She deserves to rest <br /> <br />But my heart is breaking <br /> <br />She is as a Mother to us all <br />She was all we knew of safety <br /> <br />Would that I could be truly useful <br />That I could ease her agony <br />Quiet her fears, <br /> dry the rain that falls from her eyes <br />As she has for us these many years <br /> <br />Helplessness and fear battle in my chest <br />I’m not sure who will win <br />But I do know that I’ll go outside for awhile <br />And ask the rain to take her my love - <br />Ask the candle flame to warm her - <br />Ask the wind to dry her weeping - <br /> <br />Because she would love it tonight <br />When everything smells like candles and rain <br /> <br /> <br />(Copyrighted 6/16/06)<br /><br />Dawn Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/candles-and-rain/
