Unshiver This Night
Long winter shadows
slow dance in the candlelight.
Reverie is much sweeter
when whispered assurances unshiver the night,
“it will be alright”.
Fire kindled by innocent timber many years ago,
honed within heart’s chamber,
nurtured to grow,
lingers still in its glowing embers.
Love, worn and tested over time,
becomes its own reward.
From nothing’s morn
to this Christmas Day,
fears, like icicles melt;
all possibilities and hope reborn.
