The Fireplace Poem by Scott Barrymore
The Fireplace
On a dark November night.
The fireplace was glowing with warmth and light.
I watched the flames consume the wood.
Almost everything was good.
My mind started to wander,
As I watch the flames.
Falling asleep to the firelight,
Dreaming, I was with you this night.
Sunday, November 15, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: love and dreams
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