Campfire Poem
My poem written while our family was camping upstate (Hearthstone Campground).
Campfire
Our
campfire burns warm and bright,
Giving
off heat to the dark cold night.
It
gives off smoke to the mountain air.
It
gives us light in an orange glare.
Burning
the wood to a crisp black ash,
The
occasional sparks and the night air clash.
Our
campfire burns ever-strong,
And
it’s by the campfire where we belong.
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