Sunday, September 21, 2008

Old Engine

Dies the fire in the night
Banked for another day.
No longer sweet candle light
Flickering to light my way.

This old engine needs a rest
Tired, worn, and well-used.
Free at last, it served its best
Though the work left it ill-used.

Rest to fight another day
Relaxed, restored, renewed.
A candle keeping night away
When ready to be used.