The fire is shining in my eyes.
The brightness is hard to bear.
The warmth is the perfect amount.
For I never want to move.

I have never felt anything like this,
Like a hug from a burning blanket.
Not even the sun can give the same feeling.
And nothing else too.

If I could only walk through it,
The comfort would incredibly increase.
The love of a thousands hearts,
Do stay in front of me.

The fire is like a burning star,
So far yet so close.
But I worry that it will die,
As soon as I cross the line.

Nothing is like the fire,
That burns in front of me.
Even though it can not speak,
It brings so much comfort to me.

So next time you light a fire,
Remember to nestle up close.
For it has the comfort of a thousand hearts.
And it will never leave if you do your part.