Ashes spent from last night’s fire

Gray and cold void of life

Freely given as flames require

That logs provide their sacrifice

Warming the room in heat and light

But more than these an ambiance 

Warming my heart’s grateful delight

As shadows move in startling dance

Will my ashes be the proud detritus 

Providing someone a joyful ambiance 

From my living’s parry and thrust

Or merely gray spent ashes perchance