Ghosts by the fire
They gathered around the fire Their cups filled with hot drinks The day was tiring so they needed the rest Some leaned on one another And some leaned on the dead log Some stared at the night sky Their eyes searching the stars Some looked into the fire Their minds deep in thought And then one of them said: "Do you believe in humans?" "Shhhh..... don't start this. This is not the right time." But it was too late, everyone leaned in Leaned in to hear stories Leaned in to tell tales And leaned in so that the humans couldn't reach them.