There's a fire bundle in the trees,
It wisps away as the winds blow,
And transforms into a bundle of fun
For the children to play in as they grow.
It wisps away as the winds blow,
And transforms into a bundle of fun
For the children to play in as they grow.
There's a fire encircled by hay,
It wisps away as the winds blow,
People are laughing and singing
Every song they know.
There's a fire in my heart,
It wisps away as the winds blow,
I want it to be autumn forever,
I don't want it to snow.
Published by Steven Jacob Borthick
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