Fire Is A Blessing Poem by Storm Tyler

Fire is a blessing,
For everything hot it rims,
The little flames flicker at church,
While you sing your share of hymns.

Fire that warms your room,
In the numbing chill of the night,
As you drift into a blissful sleep,
And dream of soaring kites.

Fire dances on your candles,
For which you do start,
They emit such a beautiful smell,
It can warm a frozen heart.

Sometimes we see that fire
Can be shy and can be coy,
But if it is left untended,
it is sure to destroy.