Poem -

Fire

Fire

Dried up pieces of broken branches are gathered by humans for survival.

All the small and long sticks are put into a small circle, away from dried fallen leaves and trees.

Fire was lit upon the branches.

After awhile, the extremely hot wood started to crack.

The crackle sound was very soft and fresh.

Kids, teenagers, and adults start to sing and play guitars around this blazing hot area.

All of these components create a campfire. 

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