A bunch of harmless children,
Playing tag around the blazing bonfire bursting with flames.
The smell of the burning wood and the smoke traveling upwards.
The fire on the windy dark summer night,
Had just started out as a lot of fun,
Turned into the biggest,
disaster.
The tiny two year old girl strived for her seat, although
Someone beat her to it.
She started to walk through the fire pit instead of around it.
Walking into the woods from the fury of the fire,
Her grandma stopped right as the young girl’s leg went in beautiful Lake Michigan,
Everyone could hear the screams of her miles and miles away.
Tragedy struck and a hospital was nowhere to be found,
When they finished at the lake,
It was too late…
Only to create the biggest
Scar on such a small person’s ankle.
Frightening, scary, and confusing,
But also the biggest
memory,
If her grandma hadn’t carried her all the way to the lake,
Things could’ve turned out differently.
Everyone can wish that it can only get better after someone like her grandma
Has an action like that,
And the little girl’s ankle did, for a little while at least.
The scar left its mark on her, but she sure left her mark on it.
By making it through the great situation.
Regardless of her whole ankle, largeness, and darkish tint of this scar,
The two year old girl wouldn’t take it back for anything in this world.