Five white caskets
lying in a row.
Three were so little
The others not so.
Out with the night
and gone in a blaze.
Tried through the night
Though none left to save.
The fire that took them
Was fully at fault.
With none left to blame
My soul felt ripped out.
Tears that won't stem for me
No end to my grief.
For the loved one's I lost
The end was so bleak.
I want, miss and need them
Still to this day.
And, keep them close to my heart
so they won't get too far away. |
Submission Name: Five White Caskets
