Flaming Curtain Call

In fiery chaos flames flick toward things the heat in my heart harkens memories to bring. Winter white jacket my son loved so much it's been eight years since it felt his touch. My moms garnet she wore on her hand an empty circle now silent gold band. My favorite stuffed bear with the hole in his gut and nose chewed off by my childhood mutt. The certificate to prove I entered this life yet amiss and burned is the suffer and strife. Oversized wretched purse that collects the stuff my shoulder cries out enough enough! The journal to witness Gods goodness to me an heirloom the promise my family tree. Eyeglasses behold the beckoning blaze bow with the curtain continue lifes' maze.