The Embers

Wheels turn
and a fire burns
poof
in comes the air
to get it from here
to there
flames touching the roof
and like paper
the embers twinkle and glow
until all you know
is the walls crumbling slowly
orange
and then black
and in comes the slack

crash

so is my time with that
with wedding
with house
with all
with trying my best not to fall

and all the while stumbling
and huffing
and choking
but some how smiling
and laughing
and joking

a light at the end
to marry my friend
and know that it was worth
every ember

and all these things I will hardly remember.