Bonfires And Wildfires

This is what it’s like, 

To be a flame,

Powerful, mighty,

And entirely untamed.

Hott as I dance,

Purposely putting on a show of destruction,

I am great fun for everyone,

But once in awhile,

That’s not my style,

I get angry and engulf,

Whatever’s in my sights,

For miles and miles.

Lo and behold,

Rains have been scarce,

Now’s the time,

For me to show I can be fierce,

I took hold,

With just a stray spark,

And it won’t take long,

For me to leave,

My devastating mark.

When I’m contained,

I’m pretty and fascinating,

You’re safe to sit at my side,

I’ll be warming and calming,

Not causing pain,

As you’re at my reins.

How can a thing,

One and the same,

Be wild and hair-raising,

Then painted in another light,

Be a most welcome sight?

Well I can have no boundaries,

And consume a whole wood or town,

Or stay within,

Walls you’ve laid down.

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