Ode to the Fire place

Watching the roaring flames eagerly lap up the wood beneath... Family huddled together in one place, each doing their own thing , seamlessly getting in and out of conversations.... I would write an ode to the fire place if I were a poet. Clearly I'm not and so I just write....
Dear Fire place...I cannot thank you enough for making  the family hang out together , 
warming up not just our cold face, hands and feet but the very cockles of my little heart and making our house a home!


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