I love my fireside
Where I can sit and dream.
I see strange pictures in the flames
And memories bring tears;
I live again the yesterdays
And joys of other years.
And then I hear loved voices low,
So happy, cheerful and gay;
These dreams remain so dear to me
When the firelight dies away.
I love my humble fireside
Where I can sit and dream.
Grace M. Walker.
Cats at firesides live luxuriously and are the picture of comfort.
- Leigh Hunt
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