It’s funny how much warmth a single soul can bring
to an otherwise empty home
beginning as a tiny ember
so small, so frail.
But with time and care will build in strength
until its fire casts light into every dark corner
and heat into your bones.
Tonight I came home and the rooms were cold
and shadows bled from the floor
I returned tonight to an empty home
for my little Seether was not there.
Seether, please get well.