The Lightbulb by Becca

A life is like a lightbulb. Turned on in the begining to shine ever so brightly. Dimming as it ages, but glowing none-the-less.

At times the lamp is shaken and the lightbulb almost goes out; teeters back and forth, flickering. But the lamp is steadied and all is righted.

One day the light bulb breaks or goes out. No more does it's warming light shine on those near it. It is tossed out, usually completely forgotten. It's replaced by a new, young lightbulb; gone forever from the lamp. It's home.