Candle in a Cupcake

[couchgrouch]

Candle in a CupcakeMama kept us moving, back then I never knew whyjust that when I mentioned Daddy, she'd fight not to cryI still see that motel room, on the day I turned fourhow she kissed my forehead, and gave me all she could afforda candle in a cupcakeflickering gentle and blueits life is quiet and fragilesometimes we feel that way, tooif given the chanceanything can make it go outO but let it danceit's too beautiful to blow outa candle in a cupcakeMama never stopped living, I learned not to look behindshe'd say in faith and courage, that's where tomorrow shinesso I take life as it comes, but take it on my own termssome days seem like mountains, but one by one they burnlike a candle in a cupcakeflickering gentle and blueits life is quiet and fragilesometimes we feel that way, tooif given the chanceanything can make it go outO but let it danceit's too beautiful to blow outa candle in a cupcakeit's years since she's been active,they say her mind's held captiveand dreams are all she has leftbut I'll always love that lady,and the morning she turned eightyI brought her a tiny giftshe was by the window, in her old wheelchairsomething no one else could see, had caught her blank stareI prayed that she'd remember, that day when I was a childwhen she saw what I brought her, I swear that Mama smiledat the candle in a cupcakeflickering gentle and blueits life is quiet and fragilesometimes we feel that way, tooif given the chanceanything can make it go outO but let it danceit's too beautiful to blow outa candle in a cupcake(c)2005 Robert George