The Fire Catcher Poem by Aric Beers

There once was a man, to some a boy
He told tell stories and made people laugh
Distracted them from the icy world in which they lived
Always cold and always dark
But he made them feel alive
Maybe it was the fire in his heart
For one so young he had a knack for catching the flames
During the darkest winters they fell
The sky would light up as they came down
But the snow was too cold
The fires went out the moment they landed
But they say he could catch them
How he didn't get burned they never knew
It didn't matter though
The stories he told and the hope he brought
It was too good a thing to be questioned
If only they knew
Catching fires is a hot hobby
The burns it leaves are painful
But it was worth it to him
He knew they needed the hope
Knew they needed the heat
So during the coldest winters he went out
And he caught each flame that fell