Where Frozen Embers Still Burn
We huddled ‘neath a hand-made afghan
When it was just eight-below outside
Beside the brick fireplace with my man
Less than a year since I was his bride
Hopes and dreams we shared that bitter night
His arms ‘round me; all seemed possible
Recalling our vows before firelight
Our matching rings shone, our love's symbol
There’d never be another for me
We thought all of our dreams would come true
We had no insight of what would be
Never knowing we’d soon bid adieu
He now finds warmth in heaven’s light
My heart knows he’ll not be returning
But recalling this night brings delight
Even with frozen embers burning
*August 18, 2015
Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2014
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