Keeping company with the finest and the center
attention of all,
Her flickering light casting shadows as she dances across the wall.

No one can get close for she will burn them with
her flame,
But she is used to being alone although all the
guests came.

Days go by without being noticed as she sits
upon her throne,
For her light isn't needed now that all the guests
are gone.

But she will sit patiently, waiting until she can
dance once more,
Her final dance beneath the flame as her shadow fades across the floor.