Final Solace - Poem by Derek McCasland
The red-orange glow of peace;
Stillness in the shadows
Cast by licking tongues
Wrapped around glowing embers.
Long awaited warmth of the hearth.
Be at ease friends.
The howling wind is all
That besieges us this night.
Take heart, for we are home.
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