It was Black out, no power. we are sitting around our dinner table just a candle to shed us some light. After that I don't have much things to do.
Luckily I decided to write a poem. Inspired by my Nephew Zuigsar. I made a revolutionary/prose poem that depicts our situation. I made it simple and elementary like, Hope you don't mind.
Candle in the night
Makes me bright
Gives us the light
For a good meal tonight
To my nephew's sight
The dark is a fright
I held him tight
And he continues the fight
Try as I might
The dark is inside
No chance to bite
Thanks to our candle light
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