Open Fire

fire, flames, burning, heat

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There’s something about an open fire,
sitting aside the open flames,
letting the heat soak into your body.
Watching the flames eat into the fuel,
charring wood, burning coal down to ash.

Though the heat comes from one central point,
it seems to fill the whole room with warmth,
giving the room that homely touch,
devoid in a centrally heated room.
A focal point away from the modern one.

Chairs are pulled closer together,
Occupants discuss their lives,
Drinks seem more warming,
Animals relax alongside their keepers.
Life feels good with an open fire to sit beside.

(c) 2012 Trevor Litchfield

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