Sir J

Like a fire splinter,

Such is life.

We announce our arrival with a crack,

A thunder, a blaze, bright and beautiful

And we fly away, lighting the darkness.


We start small and dream big

And think how wonderful things will be when we hit the dry hay,

We enjoy the attention the campers give us

We gleam as we see our reflection in their eyes…


The night gets colder, then there’s no more left of us…

We wish for that breeze to sustain our glimmer,

To blow us away..

But nothing


The little kid steps on us,

Oh so innocent but so sudden…

The splinter turns ash

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