Fire, Fire, Burning Bright.

Fire. Fire burning bright.

Scrunched in a ball so tight,

Holding her scolded leg.
The fire blazes up- alight,
As it climbs over her bed.

Pushed to the corned of her room,
Holding teddy bear snug.
Above she sees death loom,
Give's mum one last hug.

The fiery demons of the present,
Praying internally.
All her life she has spent,
And now death eternally.