Embers

a gift of love...

I reach into the fire
The embers burn
Though not as you think
The warmth they lend
Is a feeling so pure
Holding one in my hand
bringing it to my face
The soothing texture
Brings a tear to my eye
It sends securities, wrapped,
In a blanket of warmth
I hold it close
Even as the warmth turns cold
I keep it as a token
To remember a loved one
The ashes a gift
The burns a memory
And the love I gave
set for eternity

Reviews

[Dispersus]

once worth having, is worth holding ..."even as the warmth turns cold" ...yes. even then

Peace

[Angel of Chaos]

Thank you for taking the time to read. :)

[Dispersus]

you're welcome...random poetry searches and positive results :-)

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Wow this was very deep and profound, I love it:) I felt a sense of missing that very one.

[Angel of Chaos]

Thank you.. there is always that one person that you can never truly let go.

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I very much understand:) and your very welcome:)