In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Fireside Chat.”
Remember the day we sat
By the fireside we had a chat
We watched the embers slowly burning
Our fingers entwined with a yearning
Remember, remember the day we sat
It seemed the universe had gone silent
With the melody of your voice, wherever it went
I remember the song you sung
Like the chiming Christmas bells it rung
Remember, remember the day we sat
I never wanted the night to end
Wish we had more time to spend
How could i have known it all
That time would take its deadly toll
Remember, remember the day we sat
I counted the Decembers and they were three
By my side, when will you be?
Off you ran wild and free
Never cared what happened to me
Remember, remember the day we sat
Remember the long walks we had
The stupid fights that made us mad
Remember the jokes we made
Scattered, lost down the memory lane
Remember, remember the day we sat
The Ravaging Silence 
Nice to read your take on this prompt. You don’t seem to have lost much on memory lane; you seem to remember quite a bit.
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thanks 🙂
somethings just get etched into your memory for all times to come!
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