Useless ash upon the hearth <br />That looks out on my soul. <br />The life, the light, the cheery warmth, <br />Expires and now lays cold. <br /> <br />That pleasant snap, that glowing flame, <br />Passed warmth to reverie. <br />And though my life may seem the same, <br />It’s not the same to me. <br /> <br />The flame is gone, the fuel is spent, <br />As embers fade away. <br />We sadly wonder where it went, <br />Our youth and blissful days. <br /> <br />3/14/05<br /><br />Gary Bryson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/carpe-diem-4/
