With winter magic stoking the fire in the living 

Its strong wisp along the field embers kept darting-

Faces around the campfire reflecting smiles

Singing camp songs & munching on snacks 

We sat around telling spooky stories

When the moon shone full,

We added some more logs,

To make the fire bright,

And when the fire flickered

And embers began to form-

We snuggled in our sleeping bags

All cozy, humble, and warm.