The Fire and Her Tender
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We all start out as embers
(with a potential for passion but a forecast for failure)
that need careful, tedious, tending.
as time passes, guardians slowly wander away,
but return quickly as needed
to care for their flames.
Slowly a Fire prospers.
The Fire grows and grows,
while the tender sweats and aches to keep It glorious;
and sooths and calms to keep It sound.
Eventually the Fire is so stunning that most
think it no longer needs protection.
But I know this fire better than most. I am this fire.
I sweep through the day, and light up the night
rising with each experience I ignite.
I am a Fire, a big growing Fire;
but only because my Tender is here
to call me pretty when it rains.