As Ember Sweeps

Prologue

As we approach the season of giving, remember to include one for ourselves too.

This narrative poem involves a generous chimney sweep, Ember. Enjoy!

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Ember graces chimneys on long winter nights

Her short broom whispers, and her cap flies

With each sweep, she leaves love

A warm ember on the grooves above.

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Her footprints trace the chimney walls,

By day unseen, gone when night falls.

Each ember she leaves glows sure and bright

But her hearth stays stark at night.

**********************************************************************One frosty night, as stars did blink

She watched the lights in her hearth shrink

There in the silence, she felt the sting

She, who gave, needed warmth to bring

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With a sweep of her broom and a bright spark,

The sweeper lit a fire in her hearth

Her chimney gleamed with a gentle glow

Black ashes taught what she should know

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To give warm embers is an art

That has to start with a full hearth.