The Cabin
Claire, Age 10, Laytonsville, MD

We're at the cabin, and I see a glow.
Its warmth is beckoning me closer.
It's a delight to my eyes to watch the jumping and leaping like a playful cub.
It dances with the wind throughout the night.
Its golden gown flashes rare glimpses of blues and greens.

It sheds sparks from its skin.
Its roaring awakes the animals around it.
It's the brightest fire in New Mexico.

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