In the Embers
By the flickering light of a fading fire
We sit and dream of an old desire
Though we know not why
There is something then
That fetches the old things back again
And gazing deep in the dying flames
We think of faces remember names
No land is far in the firelights glow
And it isnt so long ago
There are nights we knew that have slipped away
Like a starlit sky at the the dawn of day
There are days we knew that have westward passed
For not even day it self can last
We think our days and nights are done
With the morning star and the evening sun
But when we sit in the firelight here
The past returns and loved ones come near
There are things we know that we thought forgot
For the mind forgets but the heart does not
We shall often sit by the fire like this
We shall hear a voice and feel a kiss
We leave old homes and we lose old friends
We have a joy and it seems to end
But they all come back when the new things tire
By the flickering light of a fading fire.
Anon