By Alice Myers

Next to the blazing hearth she sits alone 

Firelight dances across her eyes

The warm glow embraces her body, even the jawbone

Invincible to the howling winds of the skies 

 

and thunderous roars of gloom  

Tenderness radiates from the flames

Wood crackling like laughter in a playroom 

The smoky haze smelling like grandma’s cookies

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Ashes of despair blown away by the wind  

Leaving burning feelings of love and hope

An eternal fire she can always find 

Next to the blazing hearth she feels at home.