Monday, June 6, 2011

A Little Candle


I went in. It was dark in the little room and sat before a desk before the man who was in charge to provide for my new identity card He doesn't seem to be very healthy.

I turned home and was struck as his wife entered, a beautiful angel with a lovely voice. As a little candle her appearance suddenly lit up the room, the life of this man. How happy, how rich he must be with such a good angel beside him as he could never afford to 'buy' himself such a lovely creature.

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