Open fire burning slightly brightly lightlty
Room darker cloudy day candle flames sway..
Mid afternoon raining soon trees move in tune
Night time to come still a little yet ways away''
Windows open only inches allowing fresh air
Curtains reminding of the breezes there to be..
Fire now producing dancing flames that glow
Within largest old chair a good book and me..
Fragrance of fresh picked roses drifting gently
And furniture polish rides upon an inner breeze..
Old home ever so warm maybe a coming storm
Glancing via window more movement within trees..
A hot coffee and a piece of so well cooked cake
Old home silent as all have gone away for a time..
A wood pile near fire bright tells a warmer night
A good book and hot coffee all will be simply fine..
Night birds call their presence in trees nearby trees
Old grand father clock sounds it's evening chime..
One dozes within old chair watching dancing flames
A peaceful night enjoying the fire , old chair of mine..