Campfires Gone Bye
The kindling took hold and started to burn
Then wood was stacked to take its turn
Memories laid out in a pyramidc form
Combustion takes place the day we are born
Childhood and youth they burn fast
Marriage and children like smoke from the past
Work life, bills, cars, houses and such
Now are igniting with the fires touch
Ashes rise, whirl, and dance to the sky
The wood crackles and pops, smoke in my eye
The smell of embers brings thoughts to mind
S’mores are waiting for tastebuds to find
The moon is high the camp is asleep
Still sitting by the fire in a crumpled heap
Old fires only smolder and smoke
Like stories that are written or even spoke
And soon the fire will eventually die
Just memories of campfires gone bye
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Author:
MDStone (
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That is a lovely write on how life passes so quickly and all we end up being are memories, enjoyed the read
A great metaphor of aging love is well portrayed in this poem with great imagery very nice
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