An old man sat by an open fire and dreamed the years away,
While, outside in the battle of life, many perished in the toils of day.
He never did any good, nor did he ever do any wrong.
He just sat by the open fire and dreamed the whole day long.
Now he’s left a vacant chair and they say he’s gone up higher,
but, if he still does what he used to do, he’s still sitting by the fire. - author unknown.