Fireplace

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Here I am, sitting in the middle of 

your house.

 

I notice the things you would 

doubt. 

 

Like how quickly you have grown 

or how your children went from 

pout to shout.

 

I have kept you warm when no one 

else could. All I ever needed to keep

aflame was dry wood.

 

I notice the things you would

doubt.

 

Like how you no longer mop the floors 

that surround me or sweep away the 

dust that blanket them.

 

I have been there when others left. All 

I ever needed was you, but now you have

done the same as I will soon be left 

alone and no longer aflame.

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