Dancing sparks
Flitting from side to side,
Trickily dodge one another.
Slowly, they rise
Up into the
Cold air
Of a Winter night’s sky,
Glowing
Like orange and red fireflies would
Against a black, starless background.
Our comforting fire burns so bright
That the light illuminates
Out to curious eyes miles away.
Huddled around the fire
We stand,
Begging the colorful
Flames of the fire
To give us the warmth we need
To last us through till sunrise.
Our happy laughs bounce
Back to our ears,
Along with the sounds
Of our guitar and songs.
The glow of the fire
Highlights the smiles
Plastered on everyone's face.
There's just
No way
For one
To remember
Why
They were ever sad
To begin with
While they're part of this.
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