The Best Left
Time alone allows for reflection
upon events that flee too fast:
Recalling the best of my life
even the hardships and strife
it comes to mind all that was
and is no more...
The love I have for one so dear
is true as truth can fly.
At first desire burned bright
as the brightest star in the sky.
Yet - how often love's fire, banked
is treated with poignant entreaties galore
fragile feelings the ashes
of a flaming passion spent.
Time is a friend that sustains love ~
tender acceptance soothing where
a treasured love still lingers there
adjusted to friendship-laced passion
double-linked with gentle respect
the best left glowing before
a warming hearth on a cold damp night
for love to spark into embers bright.