What do you think of my first chapter? Its short and not that detailed yet?

A small boy lights a candle. He carefully carries it to the burning fire place. he lays the candle on the wooden floor and he wraps a quilt around his shoulders to keep warm. He lays next to the candle while using his elbows to support him. He crosses his hands together and gazes admirably with hope at the candle’s glow. He closes his eyes tight for a few moments before reopening them then blows out the candle. “Happy Birthday James.” He whispers to himself as he gazes at the fireplace with sad eyes. He’s almost out of firewood and his flame is dying down.