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Sarah

It was late at night
The house asleep
Grandma
Brother
Sister
Though not I

Smoke
Slowly filled the room
Scared
Searching for an escape

Lost
In my own home
Can’t breathe
Hearing Grandma
Calling my name
'Sarah
Sarah
Where are you Sarah'

Next thing I knew
Was in the wings of an angel
God calling my name
'Come hither Sarah
Welcome to Heaven'

'No!'
Screaming
With all my might
'I’m only three!'

'I know'
His great voice
Tenderly booming
'But now is your time
Your family is safe
Don’t worry'

'But I’m only three!
Barely a child!'

'Sarah
Sweet, young Sarah
Rest here
Now
Don’t worry
Don’t cry
You are my special one now'



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ToriLovett said...
Feb. 15, 2010 at 10:20 am
this poem is great! i love how the true story inspired you. thats a true poem. i love it. keep it coming!
 
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