Lisa Forsey's Flame

My neighbor Lisa Forsey passed away yesterday. She was a wonderful lady who battled brain cancer. She left a great family including two teenage children. I thought about her all day today. She was very kind and loving. She was a good friend to my wife and I remember her being so pleasant to be around. She was and is a great example to me of how to live your life. I started writing this poem years ago and have changed it from time to time but the poem summarizes my thoughts of her life. This season is over for her and she moves on toward a never ending Spring. She has a bonfire of a flame that continues to burn bright, powerful, confident, strong and true.

The flickering flame burns small but bright
Its little glow surrounded by autumns night
The flame must either die or grow
Which it will do we don’t yet know
The winds will attempt to blow it out
And rain will try to drench it with doubt
Its fate is uncertain but in its control
If it wishes it will grow strong and full
It can burn as a bonfire in the deep, dead of night
Not a flickering flame but powerful strong and bright
Your flame may be small but it’s up to you
To flicker out or to burn strong and true
As you pass through this tough season
Remember we're all here for a reason
Build up your own personal inner light
Keep it strong through the dark of night
Feed your flame with positive thought
Press forward and give life all you’ve got
And when this short season fades away
The warmth of the fire will always stay
In a never ending spring it will be with you
Burning powerful confident strong and true.