His light burned fiery red.
And the world turned around to watch it.
And so it spread, and soon his light illuminated the faces of many.
The faces, in turn, smiled, laughed.
Yes, his light made people happy.
Not many can do that.
One day his light went out.
Right?
No.
Because his light spread like wild fire,
and embedded itself into many.
His light will never die. No, it lives.
Burning Dan, his light lives.
And it burns fiery red.

RIP Burning Dan