The Flickering Flame of Life
Just a reluctant flicker in a wad of last week's news,
some scraps of kindling and a lighter or a match,
morning comes with potential, to gain or lose.
Like that flicker, it may or may not catch.
Friend, I hope the fire you're igniting,
with the dreams and plans that you commence,
blossom into flame, result delighting,
tangible and satisfying evidence.
So, when the flame of toil ebbs into embers,
and the task at hand closes the day,
the toiler, the fascination rapt, remembers,
a worthwhile step in the progress of life's way.
©04/29/2011 Carol Morfitt