By The Fire - Poem by Patti Williams
She's sitting by a fire watching sparks swirling by,
Feeling so alone, trying hard not to cry.
Remembering her husband who's been dead 3 years now,
How he used to sit beside her by the fire and lay her down.
His hands would stroke her face and hair, he'd whisper in her ear,
His arms would hold her oh so close and calm away her fears.
His voice would reassure her, everything would be alright,
By the fire they would lie, in each other's arms all through the night.
Suddenly she's jolted from her silent reverie;
Some lonely wraith comes through the flames to keep her company.
She barely knows he's there at first, he's only just an essence...
Her senses tell her something's there, something like a presence.
She listens for a sound, watches for a motion, feels a tingling in her spine;
The wraith is reaching out, touching her emotions, entering her mind.
She feels herself engulfed in love and knows that it's alright,
By the fire they will lie in each other's arms all through the night.
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