Winters Night
Winters night
Here we sit on a cold winters night
The fire burns bright
we watched as the flames dance
create illusions of life
Secret dreams and Demons dance
Guardian angels spin in a flicker of flame
they spread their golden glow In wings
as we cast wishes
we paint stories to revive the past
And jump as embers pop fire cracks
watching the flames dance
Play run and burn turn to Ash
demons grin sinisterly in orange
yellow flaring firelight
We feel we see angels
Deep in the heart aflame
I watch their wings spread
in the orange pumpkin light
as demons scream in smoldering logs
as we sit here on a cold winter night
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