Little lights cradled in palms,
Wishes, hopes, dreams, symbolized by the little, glowing, flame.
Small, fragile, extinguishable.
Still, they place those little lights inside those papery lanterns,
Smiling, as they sail off into the sky.
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stephentotheplate 
August 21, 2018 at 5:07 am
i like how you write hope like that, alight and drifting off to the sky, smiling was a beautiful description
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August 21, 2018 at 2:13 pm
Thank you. Whenever I see paper lanterns, this is what comes to mind. So I decided to finally put it to paper. Glad you enjoyed the piece. 🙂
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