Few things in this world

are quite as uplifting and inspiring

as the promise of rekindled love

from a lost flame.

At a campfire in my heart,

I find myself stirring and sifting through ashes

long thought to be cold, only to find an ember,

a tiny coal of what once was a roaring bonfire.

We breathe life back into that tiny spark of heat,

Fanning and blowing, as we

feed it little scraps to consume greedily,

first smoking, then bursting suddenly into flame,


We act surprised as we realize

Here We Are Again….

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