Nightlight…

6b5db4804aa2263e87b3eb2ac5bfd5cbI sit beside her
with folded hands
heavy in spirit
but alive in hope
that while she sleeps
her heart is held
within dreams of days
when she was free
and the night was kept at bay
by the living embers
of fireflies
that danced within
a ballroom of glass
at her beside table

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Writer/Plumber/Poet/Father/Gentleman/Romantic
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23 Responses to Nightlight…

  1. Absolutely beautiful, Eric! What a lovely way to start my Monday! Thank you! 😊❤️

  2. Meg Sorick says:

    Oh my! Swept away….. Lovely, Eric! ❤

  3. Mr Modigliani says:

    I thought of my grandmother while reading this. Very lovely.

  4. Lovely… I adore this: “fireflies / that danced within / a ballroom of glass”

  5. VictoryInTrouble says:

    This is beautiful, Eric. Such a nice thought for someone to have these wonderful dreams.

  6. Rita says:

    This makes me remember a little girl long ago in a red velvet dress and shiny black shoes. Once a lil’ princess ❤️

    This is beautiful, my brother.

  7. Living embers of fireflies. Just beautiful

  8. Amazing images, yet again, Brother! The last lines are gorgeous: fireflies as “living embers” — and “a ballroom of glass”. Just awesome 🙂

  9. Heartafire says:

    Truly gifted writing Eric.

  10. This is gorgeous. 💖

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