Not a Fairy Tale

I still remember It was the last of November It was raining all day long And the wind was strong I was only nine years old... You were two years younger than me I opened my arms widely Then we hugged each other Were I your mother, I would do the same and more! We sneaked to the backyard My parents stayed inside The storm hit the whole city But Israel hit our own home! People rushed from everywhere But I was full of despair! We stayed alone Without mom Without dad Without home! Both of us No one else We were there inside a tent I was shivering, and you too The tent was about to fly As the storm started to blow You missed your teddy bear I missed my warm blanket Alas... The torrent pulled them all Were I able to change the calendar I would delete that November It was raining bombs and rockets Oh my mom... Oh my dad I would delete that day... When you both passed away 8/14/2015