Embers Poem by Steven B Taylor

Memories

Embers

Opus 37

Watching a campfire,
The embers glowing in the darkness
Transfixed
Mesmerized
The memories come back to me
Like the experiences themselves
Glowing with the warmth
Of our friendship.
Memories:
That day we met
The candlelight dinners
Hiking
Talking to geese,
And deer
Sharing a meal in the woods
Our conversation
The warmth of your smile
Memories:
Each one fading with
The dying embers.

The ashes are still warm,
Like the fading memory.

Love brings it back to me
And the fire rekindles!

August 17,1997