Banking the Fire
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Hail, rain
and bitter sleet,
not weather fit
for man, nor beast.
Do we resign ourselves
to joyless cold,
in heartless days of
winter?
My one request
that soothes my soul,
the one that sends my fancy
bird-like soaring,
a roaring fire,
with someone dear,
who can bank it for the
morning.
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