Warmth on my face,
People standing on either side of me.
It was all a nightmare,
Surely it was.
How could it not?
Flames slurped at the dark sky,
Eager for more oxygen,
To snuff out it's victims' lives,
As they screamed,
And the baby cried.
I wanted to go in and save you,
But arms restrained me from doing so.
The flames were wild and vast,
And life became unbearably slow,
As I watched and saw many unforgettable images,
as I smelled and sniffed up the very smells that haunt me,
as I felt this deep chill in my bone.
I wasn't going to see you again.
Never have I ever thanked you for what you've done for me.
As I thought and cried our past away,
You were burning.
The baby's cries were silent,
As I stood there,
Helpless and weak.
It was only when you took your last breath,
Did I take the time to thank you
For everything you've done for me.
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