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The color of the flame


In the distance

In the dimness of the light

she walked to the door she could see

The snow storms were harsh

pushing her away from the path

blackening her vision 

yet she walked 

the coldness was numbing her fingers

her nose could feel the reddishness 

the cold winds brushing her nose and cheeks

the snowflakes were thrusting on her face

yet she walked hazily

the light in the distant was the only choice for her survival

she could feel the darkness around her

the snow covered land beneath her feet 

the destination was not far

as she reached for the door

she was almost frozen

her voice never sounded

it was just the whispering winds 

she banged on the door and fell off unconscious 

she felt the ice melting away

as if the warmth was crawling up her feet

the feel of the sun on her cold body was making her feel alive

the touch of the soft warm cloth on her forehead

bringing her dead nerves alive

she slowly opened up her eyes

all she could see was the burning fire

the color that she craved minutes ago

she could hug the fire, as she was delighted

the wrinkled face who was beside her

was holding her in her arms 

warming her up

all she did was hug her tightly

and muttered ” Missed you mom”