campfire
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The stars glisten in the night sky
Shining like diamonds
The fire burns a hot blazing red
Warming even the coldest of nights
Fireflies lighting the dark sky
"Gather around and let me tell you a story," The Fiddler sang,
watching children gather around him. Puffs of smoke lifted up into the night still air,
Snickering and cackling
Its sparks are laughing
Trying to warm us
And staying lit is a must
Acting like it was having fun
It has the touch of the sun
Burning whatever it is touching
The meadow comes awake at the end of the day
Lighting up the sky bright fireflies
That summer breeze puts me at ease
Campfire life with friends by my side
Hey eh oh, oo ah
Hey eh oh, oo ah
Through the trees shone
A burnt orange light
The sun sinking low
As the moon took its post.
Friends huddled around
A fading orange glow
The last of the coals
As the cold held us close.
