Coal fire !. Crumpled papers, dried off sticks, lying in the `grate`, Ready to bring comfort, ready to instate, Heat and light and comfort, a site of great desire, The welcome and the warmth of a real coal fire. Remember how it `talked` to us, as stick and flame first met ?, How it crackled and it `spat` a us, if wood was damp and wet ?, And then the coals began to glow, and heat began to come, Then suddenly what was a house, - had turned into a home. Remember how you sat there, taking comfort from the heat ?, Dwelling in it`s pleasure as it warmed your hands and feet ?, Soaking up the heating ray, - and what we all liked most, Sitting with a long fork, - and making you some toast !. Remember smoking chimney`s there as you walked down the path ?, And to see the fireside glowing when you came down from your bath ?, And all you really wanted then, to fill your hearts desire, Was to settle there beside your love, - and a beautiful coal fire !. Mick. ( Copyright Michael Westwood 2014 ).
Posted on: Wed, 24 Sep 2014 14:15:27 +0000
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