Little Fires

Little fires of the night,
Bringing dreams with their light.

Little fires fly so high,
Becoming stars in the sky.

Little fires, little fires won't you come down soon?
It must get lonely up so high flying with the moon.

Little fires, little fires the day is becoming clear,
Little fires, little fires you will soon dissappear.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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