Embers
By Estelle Webb Thomas
I had thought when the flame of love blazed bright,
When it warmed the day and illumed the night.
That should ever it flicker or wane away
The whole of life would be void and gray.
I did not know that the steady glow
Of its quenchless embers smouldering low
Could melt from a wandering heart its chill
And prove a haven — precious still!
(1933)
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