Candle

I’m not a boomerang 
or even a canyon 
nor even return postage 
I don’t share myself 
with others hoping for 
any kind of return 
What goes out stays 
out like a candle 
that once brightened those 
closest to it that 
led others to its 
light and even those 
farthest away might see
its flicker and think
There is something else 
besides me in darkness