Sharon Nee Goodman

​I Sit Beside the Fire and Think
J.R.R. Tolkien

I sit beside the fire and think 
of all that I have seen
of meadow-flowers and butterflies 
in summers that have been;

Of yellow leaves and gossamer 
in autumns that there were, 
with morning mist and silver sun
and wind upon my hair.

I sit beside the fire and think
of how the world will be
when winter comes without a spring 
that I shall ever see.

For still there are so many things
that I have never seen;
in every wood in every spring
there is a different green.

I sit beside the fire and think 
of people long ago
and people who will know a world
that I shall never know.

But in all the while I sit and think
of times there were before,
I listen for returning feet
and voices at the door.

​Reflecting back on friends and family in my life that I have known and loved.  How they have influenced me and made my life all the richer for knowing them. 

Until we meet again.

Jackson and Heather
04 June 2017