Twinkling specks of silver surround us
On this bitter, January night
Our docs battle through powdered snow
As we swim across the sea of white

Fire burns warm in Tess' eyes
As a smile catches across her lips
The magical flames fliker bright
At the touch of her fingertips

We applaud as it performs for us
It's a dancing red lady
Teasing the twigs and sparkling sticks
It's allure drives the forest crazy

As time cartwheels fast ahead
Our beloved crimson mistress dies
Though this little evening adventure
Has made us feel, so very alive.