A red glow gently graced the faces of all present, as the fire grew to a roar.
The crackling flames spitting bright yellow sparks that soar,
High up in the midnight sky, where eventually they fly,
Endlessly, becoming another bright and twinkling star,
Able to be seen by anyone, no matter near or far.
Not all achieve this glorious destiny,
But each hopes for the best, indeed.
