The Flame, Poem (139/365)

He made sure
I didn’t fall
He held me
Even though I eagerly
jumped towards the flame
Unsure of what it was
But being moved by the glow
He cautiously
Pulled me back
To slow down
Eyes bigger then my head
stared at the flame
Magnetized by it’s presence
What was this
and in time
I discovered
he was right
fire burns

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