Fire
Crackle goes the fires as it burns with desire
The heat from the flames rise as the fire climbs higher
Burning in the trees
A burn that no one sees
Trees turned to ash crumble
While whole trees will tumble
From below the blaze the sky is aglow
Blazes spread by winds’ blow
The fires subsides, ashes smolder
Fires heats gone, air’s colder.
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