all memory of tree cured by chain
saw
and a year's dry stacking.
The orange eye fire
draws the cat close,
closer,
and then back to purring range.
The mid winter night
doesn't quite require heat,
so
the glow is more for peace of mind.
Away from the hearth,
addicted kids
cut
into parents sleep.
Stare at the flame from the couch
and hope, like a moth
it
draws their hearts to home.
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