Our family fire place that flow’s heat
The heat flowed down the stairs
And creped under my bedroom door,
The heat and warmth of the fireplace
Had awoken me from my winter wonderland
And to see,
That the dawn that was breaking
Was frozen
Covered with a blanket of snow
That was cast upon the giant redwood forest.
But I was not like my beautiful surroundings
I was in a pocket of warmth from that fireplace
My abstract dreams of the first snow
That had became true
Real
Like the flames of that fireplace that
Danced upon my thoughts that danced along
With the breaking of dawn