The orange embers smoldering
Quiet slumbering household
Sighing airs exhausting in rythmic pulsation
An eveing to rest from joyful romance
Amidst humour of young laughter and pratfalls
Pubescent urgings ravaging young minds
Older parents rolling of eyes knowing
Been here ourselves not long ago
Flicker of irony lead to smiling eyes
Moist with memories of another time
Of the past now leading to patience
Burning embers fire delight
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