There was an old couple whose love was strong,
their life together was happy and long.
But one day the wife sadly passed away
and the old man was left alone to stay.
One life carrying a torch for the two,
until a lifetime on this earth was through.
Joined once again in a heaven to share,
he longed for the day to see her there.
A single flame burning deep in the night,
held in a little room hidden from sight.
Nearly touching and yet so far apart,
kept barely alive in one lonely heart.
One faithful morning the old man was gone,
now reunited and never alone.
Copyright © Wren Rushing | Year Posted 2018
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