<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428930" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Candle</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">By my bed, on a little round table<br>The Grandmother placed a candle.<br>She gave me three kisses telling me they were three<br> dreams<br>And tucked me in just where I loved being tucked.<br>Then she went out of the room and the door was shut.<br>I lay still, waiting for my three dreams to talk;<br>But they were silent.<br>Suddenly I remember giving her three kisses back.<br>Perhaps, by mistake, I had given my three little<br> dreams<br>I sat up in bed.<br>The room grew big, oh, bigger far than a church.<br>The wardrobe, quite by itself, as big as a house.<br>And the jug on the washstand smiled at me:<br>It was not a friendly smile.<br>I looked at the basket-chair where my clothes lay<br> folded:<br>The chair gave a creak as though it were listening<br> for something.<br>Perhaps it was coming alive and going to dress in<br> my clothes.<br>But the awful thing was the window:<br>I could not think what was outside.<br>No tree to be seen, I was sure,<br>No nice little plant or friendly pebbly path.<br>Why did she pull the blind down every night?<br>It was better to know.<br>I crunched my teeth and crept out of bed,<br>I peeped through a slit of the blind.<br>There was nothing at all to be seen.<br>But hundreds of friendly candles all over the sky<br>In remembrance of frightened children.<br>I went back to bed...<br>The three dreams started singing a little song.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Katherine+Mansfield">Katherine Mansfield</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428930" data-title="The Candle de Katherine Mansfield" data-description="By my bed, on a little round table The Grandmother placed a candle. She gave me three kisses telling me they were three dreams And tucked me in just where I loved being tucked. Then she went out of the room and the door was shut. I lay still, wai..."></div> </div> </div>

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