Firelight of Her Love

In the fading glow of a night retreat

Where lights flicker and memories meet

A tale of a fire that never quite died

A mother's love, forever alive

She was a wilted rose, soft and spent

A last ember’s glow in the night, heaven-sent

A painting unfinished, brush strokes blurred

A silent story, rarely heard

But in her ashes, hope would ignite

A forest fire, burning bright

Guiding us through the darkest hours

Her spirit blooming like wildflowers

She’s the light in the bar’s dim glow

The spark that makes our spirits grow

Standing by our savior’s side

Turning white gowns to fireworks’ pride

She left behind whispers of grace

In every corner, every space

Gave us freedom, hope’s sweetest song

A reason to keep moving on

In her eyes, a fiery spark

Love that outshines the dark

Her legacy, fierce and free

A beacon for you and me

She’s the light in the bar’s dim glow

The spark that makes our spirits grow

Standing by our savior’s side

Turning white gowns to fireworks’ pride

From broken flowers to skies ablaze

Her spirit dances, unchains, and stays

A fireworks shower in the night

Illuminating love’s pure light

So when I think of her today

Her guiding fire will never stray

In our hearts, she always shines

Burning bright, through space and time