Saving 7 Items From My Burning Home

Oh goodness the house is on fire, And so is the one across the street, And the one next door, I’m scared, And frantic and overpowered with smoke! I hear the fire crackling And voices and feel intense heat, I have to run, and save some Of my treasures, they are irreplaceable, Someone is shouting, Get out of this house, I hear running feet, Put a wet towel over my head And head to the lounge which is Smokey, Collect my first treasure an oil painting Of my late parents, got to beat This fire but there’s still more I need To save, my religious icons from the Spare bedroom and whilst I am there, My favourite pink sneakers, repeat After me I say to myself, ‘You’ll Be fine’, must hurry - grab my laptop With irreplaceable information and My poetry soup poems, I hear someone greet Me, a fireman, he tells me to leave, But I still must find great Greek Grandma’s Vase, whoops grabbed it, nearly dropped it I blush and try to be discreet, As I ripped off my pyjama pants, They were scorched and hot, rush Jennifer Rush, can’t take much more of this fire and heat, Unhooked my degrees, as I turn, meet The chief fireman who grabs my arm, My word girl, this a command, leave This house at once! Please there’s just one More thing I must find, I say yes, but cheat And turn back towards where half of the House has burnt down, I have one-minute left! Go back to my bedroom through fearsome flames, Still have the wet towel on my head, Save my gold trinket bracelet from my 21st, And with newfound strength, run to the street, I only have my pajama top and panties on But covered with minor burns, bruises and soot, From head to foot! Happy as I lark, I couldn’t care for the rest, And I saved what I wanted, Risking my life and trying my best! THANK GOODNESS MY FAMILY WERE NOT IN THE HOUSE! ENTERING POETRY CONTEST – SEVEN THINGS YOU WOULD SAVE IF YOUR HOUSE WAS ON FIRE. 14/2/2019