Touched By Your Flame
I was dull and unassuming
Head down as I walked
Lifted my chin with your finger
We drank coffee and talked
Talked of silly things that gave pleasure
In our childhood and beyond
Memories that I will always treasure
Think a friend I have found
As children we sat together
In primary school were very close
Grew up drifted apart, thought forever
As a teenager felt very morose
Now I am smiling, we are together
Friends indeed, more might come about
Now I bless each day I wake up
Smile fixed on face wanting to shout
This is the flame that burns within me
Touch of our fingers and we alight
Never give up on hopes and longings
Everything will soon turn out alright.
Copyright © Seren Roberts | Year Posted 2013
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