Wood Burning Stove(Thought/Happy) Poem by Poet of the River

Wood Burning Stove(Thought/Happy)

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Fire,
Burning with a passion like the sun.
Once you lit the match, you knew the fire had begun.
Blazing, rising, and flowing over the wood like a burning river,
A warmth and burden giver.
The blistering heat and sizzling meat,
Draws on the unsuspecting nose.
The sugars and spice, smell so nice
In the pot on the wood burning stove.

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California, but move around a lot.
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