Putting My Feet in the Dirt 7

One lonely lantern sat on the porch

Sitting quiet after a long night

His candle was melted

The dawn of the sun didn’t need him but last night he was brave

That was his job, being the watcher on the porch

A light for saying no evil darkness may threaten here

Monsters beware, wildlings scatter

This is my home, only the true and good may enter.

Later in the day as thunder and dark clouds interrupt the sunlight he will be asked to serve again with a newly made candle standing upright and lighted.

The child within will feel no fear as her protector shines bright.

August Writing Prompts