An Ember Of Hope Poem by Heather Z. Hanna

An Ember Of Hope

Rating: 4.5


An ember of Hope
Burneth low, giving little warmth,
Readying itself to extinguish
And grow cold
Then falling to dust.
Yet while it burns, it lives.
Only needing
Opportunity
To become a flame
And from flame to fire.
The Fire of Love.

(5.17.7 The Gift)

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Marvin Brato 18 May 2007

Just like life, while one lives there is always AN EMBER OF HOPE. Good write. Regards.

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