Fire

Nothing could be cozier

Than by the fire sitting;

Toasting in its cozy warmth

And reading books or knitting.

While staring at the flickering flames

The imagination runs

To faraway lands and places and

To worlds with other suns.

And listening to the crackling wood—

So comforting the sound!—

It soothes our troubled, anxious thoughts,

And peace at last is found.

We all should pray that in our hearts

A steady fire would burn;

A flame that fills us with God’s warmth

As souls to Him we turn.