Smelling the wood burning brought it all back
Memories of singing and dancing
Of friends that became family
Knowing that the night was never going to be long enough
Eventually the fire died, but I will always have that scent
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The Art of Prose and Poetry
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Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
With previous posting of "Our World" on Blogger
Sharing is Learning
Author and poet
Random Stuff I Think You'll Like
Things I love, typically with people I love. Will likely be hiking, baking, and doing other things that make me happy.
Story world
SkEtChEs of my everyday life through tiny words, artworks, quotes, clips, and snapshots--- capturing a moment in time.
Never Short On Words 
Cool. I immediately thought of the bonfires my family had at our beach house when I was young. Great imagery.
Thank you! 🙂