On a cold summer evening,
Flaming bonfire glows;
It lits up the surrounding,
And each gleaming face shows.
The sound of their voices,
It's music to my ears;
Every stories, every chitchats,
Sharing things such likes and fears.
Their eyes seem to disappear
By smiling oh so sweet;
These things I won't trade,
Even luxuries can't defeat.
A moment like this is so precious
I definitely won't regret;
That bonfire brought not just heat,
But a warm embrace I can't forget.