Fireside

The heat from the fire

Doesn't quite reach me

But you make sure I'm warm

As the fire dims,

The conversation grows

 

We've been sitting for hours

But we don't seem to notice the

Hours, minutes, seconds pass

We only notice each other

 

We notice the frienship

The love, the warmth

Not from the fire,

But from our hearts

 

The heat from the fire

Didn't quite reach me

But you made sure I was warm

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
Our world

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