Aric Beers

By The Fireside - Poem by Aric Beers

The lights dim and the house is still
But despite the hour there is no chill
All I feel is the warmth of the flame
It keeps me close, I'm its claim
I'm trapped by its soothing glow
By its power to make time slow
I sit and listen to the gentle crack
As I feel its warmth upon my back
I look to see the last flames dance
Their movements casting me into trance
And as the moments pass me by
I don't move, don't even try
Why would I leave the fire now
Before it's made its final bow
Even when the flames begin to cease
The glowing embers will be my peace
They gentle glow is soft and calm
Its warmth acts as a soothing balm
It casts away fatigue and stress
And generally makes you worry less
Peace and joy cannot hide
When sitting by the fireside

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 1, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, March 1, 2013

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