a fire

Within my weary heart

burns a fire

to hear questions

asked as a child

so I with heart

can reply

with knowledge gained

through fields of life.

I long to have insight

into darkest nights

awaken fresh

gentle in mind

to take steps as a child

once again.

I see with blurry eyes now

life passing by

a glimpse of beauty

lingers still

though fading fast

in a make believe rear view

as a child I once knew.

A fire

once out of control

now embers all that remain

hoping someday to be able

to hear called

my name

as a child.