At night as become the rite
we blessedly tether
Then before the dawn’s scant light
we wake up together
We shall find comes daybreak
that the harsh world is still there
but jointly to partake
shall be easier to bear
We’re feeling supported thus bolder
when completed by each other
Watching over the other’s shoulder
glad to be here, nowhere rather
While one of us one day
may shiver alone
we shall suffer what may
But not bitter cold:
for by The Past’s glowing embers
warmed, as he or she remembers