Real Fire

Come home to a real fire
Flames, sparks
A funeral pyre
Devil's oath
A Volcano, to aspire

Throw on the wood
Toss on the coal
Heat in a flood
Rake out the cinders
That understood?

Cold fingers
Frost on the ground
Should be carol singers
Feels so damn cold
Shoot the Xmas party stringers

Sparks dance
Relax, sit back
Now's your chance
Feet up, toast your toes
Don't give the cold a second glance

Real fire buring bright
Flames roar
A wondrous sight
Comforted at last
Winter has lost the fight


Terry Rhiannyr
May, 2012