The Fire our Dearest Friend

The fire burns at night
like the morning sun
that brought hope across the sky.
It becomes our dearest friend,
warming our bodies and listening
to our every thought,
reminding us the sun
is but a few hours away.

(Camping this weekend, with fire warming, stars shining, river roaring)


2 thoughts on “The Fire our Dearest Friend

  1. Gray Dawster says:

    I agree, and how relaxing it is too watching the flickering of the flames, likened to dancing figurines 🙂 Have a very nice rest of weekend my friend 🙂


  2. Greg Loon says:

    you are the fire in my heart – very beautiful

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