Bayberry Candles

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Title:     Bayberry Candles
Author: Christopher Morley [More Titles by Morley]

Dear sweet, when dusk comes up the hill,
The fire leaps high with golden prongs;
I place along the chimneysill
The tiny candles of my songs.

And though unsteadily they burn,
As evening shades from grey to blue
Like candles they will surely learn
To shine more clear, for love of you.

[The end]
Christopher Morley's poem: Bayberry Candles

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