By: EarlB , 11:10 AM GMT on February 17, 2013
The woodstove warmed me today
On a day of cold rain and snow.
Anticipating a long cold,
I brought in more wood
And had a second pleasure:
The smell of the smoke in the air.
A wood fire will warm you twice,
So it is said: once when gathered,
Again when burned.
But, what about when you
Remember the smoke
On a day with no fire?
Bury my ashes 'neath the White Oak tree
So that I may become one (man in tree),
So that one day, someone
Will burn us, breathe us in,
And we'll go on to warm again,
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