The old cast iron stove
Sits in the corner of the room
Its black surface shines
In the light of the full moon
The fire within crackles
As the wood burns to ash
A warm and comforting glow
Fills the room in a flash
The heat radiates out
Chasing away the cold
A cozy haven on a winter night
As the winds outside grow old
It's a simple thing, this stove
But it brings such delight
It's a reminder of days gone by
And a beacon through the night.
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