Flames In the Night
Flames flicker in the deadest part of night
Making shadows on the cabin floor
The time heartfelt dreams take flight
Who knows what the morning has in store
Will a certain path become more clear
Perhaps we'll hear the lonely tiger's roar
Face our tomorrows with no falling tear
Find strength in the last glowing embers
Together we have nothing more to fear
These hours are time for us to remember
Before the light of day appears once more
For soon come the storms of late November
Hold my hand and watch the dying flame
Tomorrow, I will love you just the same
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2013
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