Last Chance
Last Chance
Fire! Fire! What can we do?
Get everyone out and that includes you
What can we save before it’s all gone?
I look around frantically, it looks like an exploded bomb
The smoke is so thick, the noises so loud
Check the boy’s bedrooms the smoke a thick dark cloud.
An explosion rings out - the telly has blown
A noise above my head, as the glass hits, that it has thrown
The heat breathing in is getting too much to bear
I want my photographs now anything else I don't care.
My boys are out and my husband is pulling at me
There is nothing more important there, that I can see
They are safe now and I will be too
I grab the wireless phone and am outside as the boiler blew
Engulfed in red and golden searing flame
The air is suddenly cooled and someone asks my name
I managed to call the fires service, with my cordless phone
There is nothing now worth keeping, except our family home
Things can be replaced and thing can be brought new
But we cannot replace each other and we found out that was true.
For the "Last Chance Contest" written By Mandy Tams hosted by Kirsten Bruni
Copyright © Mandy Tams The Golden Girl | Year Posted 2012
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