Thoughts- secrets mingle in the dark
Memories of Winter take us back
To the start
Where we once stood,
Facing our demon as he peered from
Beneath his hood.
Yet here we stand after defeating
The trials. Still tall-
Victorious after many a mile
Of tribulations that almost broke
What we spent a lifetime continuing
To stoke. And still this fire burns
Engraved in our hearts for so long.
Forever letting us know, to whom
We truly belong.
May 7, 2013
May 7, 2013 at 5:50 PM UTC
Thoughts- secrets mingle in the dark
Memories of Winter take us back
To the start
Where we once stood,
Facing our demon as he peered from
Beneath his hood.
Yet here we stand after defeating
The trials. Still tall-
Victorious after many a mile
Of tribulations that almost broke
What we spent a lifetime continuing
To stoke. And still this fire burns
Engraved in our hearts for so long.
Forever letting us know, to whom
We truly belong.
Memories are our strongest weapon.. But also our weakest armour.
