Sitting By The Fire Poem by Nicole Mead
Sitting By The Fire
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
Monday, October 20, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: fire,hair
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