Resolve
In harsh winds that blow I shall be your flame that refuses to die Lighting your way in the soft reassuring glow of steadfast promises and unwavering resolve My warmth shall console you in the coldest of winters, and all you need to do is look me in the eye Not across the thick blanket of snow and ice that stretch beyond the horizon into a sunless sky I shall be your flame that refuses die; for I shall burn bright to light your smile. We shall get through it all and bask in the summer sun in days to come. I wish I had you in my arms in these times, but until then, these words of hope and love are all I can offer.