To the Green Man Night-Light on My Bedside Table

You were supposed
to keep me company,
fight my darkness.
Instead you remind
me of that empty room
where the light has died,
never to return. 

Is It a Light, a Man, or a Mood?

Here is the prompt for Day Eleven (copied from Writer's Digest):

For today’s prompt, write a dedication poem. This is a poem dedicated to a person, an animal, or an organization. Or hey, objects work too–like a poem to a rock or paper bag. Put the dedication in the title or in a line under the title (“for Mother” or “to the heart-shaped rock between the creek and the tulips”). I dedicate today’s prompt to all of you!

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