Burning Embers
As the embers of love were dying
Slowly ready to die a slow death
The tears no more, there’s no more sighing
No chance even with a loving breath
To accept love was over was hard
The sap was now drained no more to rise
The leaves had finally left the tree
Then embers grew in another’s eyes
The fire of love did burn and did grow
The ageing tree did waken anew
The embers caught with loves fresh blow
The sap intense between me and you
To love late in life is a blessing
Fetch me my love, as time is pressing
© ~GG~08/02/2013
Contest entry: Burning Embers
Copyright © Mandy Tams The Golden Girl | Year Posted 2013
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