A Candle Lit Evening

Few things in this life are as relaxing and romantic to me

than the soft glow of a candlelit home. 
I recall visiting the home of a dear fiend, who is also off grid,

and upon entering her house one evening,

was awestruck by the warmth, cozy appeal and romantic atmosphere

of her home in candlelight.

Instantly, I was addicted.

After dinner is cleaned up, I like nothing better than to light the candles,

turn off the lights and settle down with a big sigh.
The day’s work is done, 

and soon we will tuck all the children,

whom after the day’s various activities,

are now safely gathered in.

The dim lighting soothes and settles down the children,

usually, unless they get a mind to use the shadows as opportunities

to jump out and scare each other.
(smile)

  But I soon put a hush to that,

drawing out our current read aloud and announcing it is time,

they squirm together on the couch in silent anticipation, eyes big.
 

The world seems a gentler, sweeter place in candlelight.
After the young ones are tucked,
we often sit in the dimness and visit with John,
 review the next day's schedule,
and recount humerous or notorious events of the day.
Perhaps it is just this candle-addict's justification for her habit,
but I believe the candle light uplifts the nurturer in me,
and well, isn't that just completely romantic?
Yes, indeed.