Matt Mooney's 'Candlelight' 🌟: A Poignant Reflection on Farewell and Memories

There is nothing left behind <br />Of our evening's get together <br />But the candles lighting <br />For the congregated <br />Who have just vacated <br />The tables in white linen <br />And the waltzing is all over <br />In the room of great windows <br />Looking down on the river <br />That embraces the racecourse <br />And its ripe and ready meadow <br />Waiting for the balers' coming <br />To change its profile picture <br />And make it all the better <br />To be seen by others later <br />From this treasury of memories <br />Of fair maidens and tall mirrors.<br /><br />Matt Mooney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/candlelight-20/