Nicole Mead


Sitting By The Fire - Poem by Nicole Mead

I'm sitting by the fire
My feet are warm and my body is tingling
My hair is blowing through the breeze
The fire glows intensely with embers bursting
And shooting out up to reach the night sky
I'm sitting by the fire still feeling the warmth
Throughout my body
Sitting by the fire
Sitting by the fire


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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 20, 2008



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