Like marks that cannot be removed, like sweetness simmering in the sky of every sunset, some of the warmest memories rekindle the fire inside our soul. - Susan Frybort

Gather all the fond memories
that settled deep insider you-
sweep them up with the fallen leaves,
the if onlys and dry branches.
Visions you had when you were younger,
the what might have beens and lost chances.
Place them in your heart once more
and let them burn with sweet new smoldering.

Rekindling hope of autumn's spice
mingling wiht the playful wind
will tickle old wishful dreams
and breathe them back
to life again. - Susan Frybort