Once there was a dark blue sky
That a fire burned beneath
The flames were born of
Magma bubbling underneath
The crust and stone of the rock
The cosmos did bequeath
The forming was slow and steady
Selections were rapidly made
Until once a man and woman
Sat one day alone in a glade
They made the choice to name themselves
To call their chosen pairing love
Upon a tree near to them
Perched a pure white dove
They called the dove a thing of peace
Then decorated the tree
With things strewn throughout the glade
As clouds approached from the sea
The cloud became snow in the sky
The tree covered in the coldest white
They light fires to warm them from the cold
Sitting up through the night
They were joined by others soon
To sit before the tree and flames
Soon the others before the fire
Choose to also take names
Still in the winter we sit before the fire
With our decorated tree
We ask for help to make it through the dark
As the flames dance proud and free
Gene G. McLaughlin 2013
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