The Fireside
By the hearth whether given stolen or made at this center piece where things are shared is a recipe to inspire while the imagination played where telling of the stories leaped and flared songs are sung there as a drink to the tongue for protection warmth and a place to eat around the fire so much thought has sprung Like a fiery pulse the poetical heartbeat even in flickering embers lies a romantic standing to close you may be burned but never cold so be the good semantic rage like the fire that consumed and yearned
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