I'm going to tell you something, you won't believe is true, <br /> The story of the camp fire, will kinda baffle you. <br /> <br /> While sitting by the fireside, all alone last night, <br /> I seemed to hear a story, from the flames that danced so bright. <br /> <br /> In the night time stillness, I thought that I could hear, <br /> The campfire tell a story, it was really great to hear. <br /> <br /> With a snap and crackle, the sizzle and the roar, <br /> It seemed to tell me something, I never heard before. <br /> <br /> It was strange and different, the voice from out the fire, <br /> Just my imagination, as the flames leaped higher. <br /> <br /> Maybe I was dreaming, but I could hear it say, <br /> Please come a little closer, I'll make you feel so gay. <br /> <br /> I'll charm you with my dancing, and warm your weary heart, <br /> With heat from out my embers and ashes from my spark. <br /> <br /> The fire said I'm hungry, I'd like a little wood, <br /> I haven't had my supper, it would taste so good. <br /> <br /> Then with wood I fed it, the fire danced 'round the place, <br /> And in the flames I fancied, I saw a smiling face. <br /> <br /> Then I heard it whisper, thanks a million man, <br /> Much obliged I uttered, I'll help you if I can. <br /> <br /> I guess that I was dreaming, or merely half awake, <br /> But I heard the flames a-talking, it was really great. <br /> <br /> Of those sounds from the flames, I know I'll never tire, <br /> When I'm sitting there a-listening, to the Story of the Fire.<br /><br />Carroll R. Buffum Sr.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-story-of-the-fire/
