Fire's Path

A poem about everyone

A strike of a match

The smell of the sulfur 

The warmth that we feel

The cold we will soon have

All comes from a quick flame

Is it not amazing how quick that time is

It may only seem like a second but it is more

With that match there is many more

But what a person does with his/her match

is their own choice

If there is time the match can burn out alone

Or the person can light the box on fire

Causing all of them to face the same goal

One may even try to build something with that match

And a fire it will grow

If that fire is watched and maintained 

it will blossom to the better

But if that fire is neglected and abandoned

Who knows what may occur

With either fire's path

it doesnt matter the outcomes differences 

It only matters where it began

And once that is found

Then nothing is needed again.

Author's Note

please give me your honest opinion