Bonfires
GRAHAM COXON
Bonfires in forests
Lamp lights in houses
Warmth obscured
No cause for worry
No need to cry anymore
The skies become grey
But don't stay that way
The creatures you dream of
And friends that you think of
Really care
So open your eyes now
And look to the skies now
They're all there
And trees are too shy
To ever ask why