Beth A. Fleisher
Prompt 20: Because it’s probably very dark out right now for most of the participants, the prompt for this hour is to write a poem involving light of any kind, from the sun, to a lamp to a candle.
Moonbeams and Candlelight
Moonbeams slip through the window quietly,
Bathing the room in mellow white light.
Candlelight creates a halo radiating from the flame,
Limning everything around it with a golden glow.