The flames glinted wildly, their reflection in my eyes,
all the laughter and the tears, so much joy in my life.
From the love and the loss, to the beauty of my child,
sometimes mellow, sometimes sad, and yet often it was wild.
When the flames began to settle, my future found its way,
in the beauty of her love, we had forever and a day.
Another was still waiting, we lived it to the full,
never parted for a moment, always laughter, never dull.
The flames flickered gently, it was dusk no longer dawn,
in my peace I could reflect, my face was tired and so worn,
as I came to see my past, with a smile behind my eyes,
all the joy my life had brought, sometimes tears fell from my eyes.
Then the flames no longer flickered, they had faded into ash,
yet forever in my memory, I had lived once in the past.
Copyright © 2011 by Mike Sutcliffe