A hand it burns,
for a field it yearns.
The smoke it churns,
Fire learns.
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This poem is close to my heart right now, as an arsonist burned our church building last week! My grandchildren were very worried about fire for a good while, and worried about the arsonist as well - but he was caught this WeeK! Funny, how when things happen in your life, a poem will pop right out at you. Thanks, David!
A serious topic for you Dave but very well written, good man! Love Lynda xx