The road this country has taken is a very dangerous one. Our very lives depend on where we go from here. One thing I know is true. America is not just you. It is not just me. It is us. One thing describes us all. No matter what color the face, no matter the place in this great land, we are all Americans.

Welcome to the Light A Candle in the Dark website. Light A Candle in the Dark is a poetry website created to share my poetry and the poetry of others who have a love for reading and writing poetry. It is a place where poetry is loosely defined. It's a simple joy of the written or spoken word. It is not a forum for discussing technique or the contents of the poetry posted herein. Welcome and enjoy! Pat (aka P. Newman-Harris)
Friday, June 29, 2018
In Memory
Today, I would like to pause to remember all those who have lost their lives due to any form of violence. I pray that we don't become insensitive to these events due to their growing number. I'd especially like to remember those who died in yesterday's shooting. It is, indeed, a sad day when we lose anyone in this fashion. I immediately think of the song," Love is in Need of Love Today." Our only hope to stay the violence is the belief that our lives are precious and worthy of preservation.
Sunday, June 17, 2018
Happy Father's Day to all Dads
A Father is a Father from America to China,
Whether he is a fisherman or a King,
He feels the same things.
So, to all the Fathers where ever you are
I send this Father's Day message:
To the young man soon to be a Father,
to the Fathers celebrating anew,
to the Father's in uniform far and near,
we celebrate you all this year.
To the Father's in blue to the Firefighters
working so hard that don't have time to read a card
To the Grandparents and Great Grandparents
and to those in the great beyond who have
nurtured, fostered, mentored and poured wisdom
into so many of our young, from generation to generation.
We say thank you to each and every one of you for making
a commitment and following through. We celebrate
the fruit of your labor, knowing that because of you,
the world will be enriched and blessed with men
of commitment and integrity just like you. Because of you,
the gift of fatherhood and love will be birth and rebirthed
long after you are gone.
I dedicate this song to my Dad for Father's Day
Happy Father's Day
Whether he is a fisherman or a King,
He feels the same things.
So, to all the Fathers where ever you are
I send this Father's Day message:
To the young man soon to be a Father,
to the Fathers celebrating anew,
to the Father's in uniform far and near,
we celebrate you all this year.
To the Father's in blue to the Firefighters
working so hard that don't have time to read a card
To the Grandparents and Great Grandparents
and to those in the great beyond who have
nurtured, fostered, mentored and poured wisdom
into so many of our young, from generation to generation.
We say thank you to each and every one of you for making
a commitment and following through. We celebrate
the fruit of your labor, knowing that because of you,
the world will be enriched and blessed with men
of commitment and integrity just like you. Because of you,
the gift of fatherhood and love will be birth and rebirthed
long after you are gone.
I dedicate this song to my Dad for Father's Day
Happy Father's Day
Friday, June 15, 2018
Words Unexpressed..Dedicated to Fathers
When I was younger, my Father spent most of his time working. He worked numerous jobs at one time. The way he spent time with us was to take us with him to his evening and weekend jobs. We had fun, so we never looked at it as work. It was a chance to hang out with him. Later, when he used to pick me up from work and it was just he and I, we would ride in silence. Though he seldom expressed his love, I knew it was there. I wrote this when I was reflecting on his love.
Some words go unexpressed,
Lying quietly inside a man’s breast.
He hesitates to express his feelings
For fear he will be thought of as less.
Feelings choke his chest,
Begging to be expressed.
Lying in the deepest portals of his soul
Growing cold as the years make him old.
Others think he doesn’t care,
But there are words he cannot share.
Inside is where they remain.
Preventing cleansing which comes with new rain.
Inwardly, he exalts with words unspoken.
And makes promises that will never be broken.
Though, his words may go unexpressed.
Silently, he wishes you his best.
copyright P. Newman-Harris
Happy Father's Day to all Fathers
I dedicate this song to all the Fathers out there, but especially to my own Father, who took great pride in being called Father. My love for him will always be, because of his love for me and our family.
Thank you Daddy for your love.
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