When I was born, a candle was lit.
Mom, you are the candle that was lit,
and that continues to shine day and night
You are the light that continues to guide my path,
in the midst of the darkness that exists in this world.
When I am hungry, I look towards the lit candle,
When I am afraid I look towards the lit candle,
When I need guidance, I look towards the lit candle,
and when I need to hear those words “I Love You,”
I look towards the lit candle.
See this lit candle of mine, I know will never go out.
This light will continue to shine
when all other lights no longer exist.
Sometimes when I am alone,
or when the thought of day that my GOD will want this candle
To shine in his kingdom,
I look to heaven and give thanks up to him
For the blessing of this light.
When this light no longer exists in my presence,
it will continue to shine in my heart.
This candle light is not only external, but is also internal.
Mom, I embrace our love,
and I want to take this opportunity to say thank you!
Thank you for keeping me, when you could have given me away.
Thank you for loving me, just because I am your’s.
Mom, thank you for being My Candle Light.
This poem was written/submitted by Stanley Staggers.