May 28th Candle in the Wind TSL's Pandorathon Prompt First Poem.

 Candle in the wind TSL Pandorathon Prompt May 28th

When Johnny's mother died

He cried, thinking, you were my candle in the wind

I wish I knew then what I know now

And I'd have been a sight better of a son

Ironed my own clothes late at night

Not given you sleepless bouts at the board

And all those other little things

I should have done but I let you carry my load

Johnny, there is no way to wind back the clock

But be as a husband, and father, what you were not

As a son, and there may yet be hope

For those new candles that they don't burn down so quick

Your wife, your children, be nimble this time

Don't let them burn out, and don't be slack.