Tonight's Lamp

This book it tells a fevered story As I read before the fire’s warmth I see flames rise from a singed page They turn the dog earned ones for me As I read before the fire’s warmth Flickering hands reach outward They turn the dog earned ones for me So does the story burn and turn Flickering hands reach outward I see flames rise from a singed page So does the story burn and turn This book it tells a fevered story 3 March 2018