The fire bathes the room in light,
In the darkest pit of the night.
The fire burns and warms the room,
As the hounds outside begin to croon.
The fire dances from left to right,
As the people inside sleep all right.
The fire hungrily devours its log,
As the family feeds its scraps to the dog.
The fire fades and dies away,
As a newborn child sees its first day.
