Saving Grace

Should the house and all its contents be lost and everything pay the price of disastrous cost I would put on my jeans and sweatshirt warm, clasp my dog, my companion, take my dachshund from harm, (he is always with me, at my side), no lie; scan the room with tears blurred and choked pick up the picture of my love and hold it close, as all else goes up in embers and smoke, find my way to the open bedroom door look back one last time at the memories there stored, take the Bible, well-used and tattered from the kitchen table, grab the car keys near the tv stand and cable and with one last look, myself I would depart for everything in my life, is always close to my heart and everything else can be replaced with a brand new start of saving grace. for Karen Krutsinger's contest - Seven Things