Through the Door
People say my house is still on fire
so to prove them wrong
I walk through the door
I see a spark of light
I wonder if it’s fire or just
the magic of light

I bend down and touch the spark
And I say to myself it’s not fire
It’s magic
The light was glowing
Orange and yellow
I tip tiny drops of water
and it still remains
and I say to myself
it’s not fire
it’s the magic spark of life
and it’s in my home and my heart
~ By Alex