I sat and watched the fire dancing in the hearth.
With each snap and crackle, flickering flames, I watched their new found birth.
As I felt the warmth caress me, I felt safe within it's charm.
But to touch oh so lovingly would have caused me so much harm.
So I sat and watched with wonder as the flames slowly died
and I threw another log on just to see the flames rise higher.
I laid on the rug in front of the fireplace dreamy and content,
I closed my eyes and pictured the tree from which I smelled the scent.
A cherry tree with blossoms full, soon ripe with fruit to eat.
In my mind I bit into the fruity flesh, and savored oh so sweet.
I threw another log on with undivided care.
So many images danced through my mind, as I huddled there.
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