Priceless Evening

On a cold winter night

The flames that are near

Burn warm by my side,

The embers that glow

Along with the amber moon

And the gentle breeze

That moves through my hair

Makes for a perfect evening

Amid all the despair,

The autumn feel

Stirs my soul

And surfacing memories

Of new and old,

Recapturing them all

A priceless feeling

Which leaves me standing tall

And on the ground kneeling.

Reviews

[A Soap Mess Stories]

Lovely...good write....

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you

[DrD]

Very nice, Tarry. I thought the "Burn warm" was redundant (because it is) but the past and rhythem of the writing is very good. I enjoyed this read.

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you

[quinfinn]

love this write! wonderful imagery and some clever metaphor, surrounded with the duality of emotion. superb!

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you very much

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem. Description took the reader to a good place. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you for your kind words.

[Lover Of Words]

I love this one nicely done!

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you :)