Attracted by the glow
Strangers come and go,
Holding momentarily the warmth, never really knowing,
They, have kept the fire going.
Where I go
We all are going;
Along the way
I'll do my share to keep the light glowing.
Come onward to my hills, woods and open air
Sit by my fire with your stories to share,
Tales to tell, of life onward flowing;
Together we shall keep the fire going.
Really like this, I would love to sit round a fire like this. A really fantastic poem.
beautiful poem we all do a little bit in this life to make it better for others before we are gone, even though we might not know it.
Would love to sit by your fire Smoky and listen to your stories, bet you've got some great tales to tell. Good one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All the best stories are told round a fire, .... life onward flowing... a great write