Fire destroys more than material items.

This elder has been ripped apart, shattered, broken.

Six countless decades, the age of her atoms,

“Promise that you’ll live” were the last words spoken

.The times he had seemed like eternal bliss,

Admiration blossomed like a flower.

Feelings stay the same like a tender kiss,

A kiss that reigns superior power.

It was the fifth of November I saw,

Smoke ascending from the small cottage roof.

Rushed home to sweet Flo like it was law,

Corpse laid on bed,

scattered ashes are proof.

Death made a considerate man bitter,

A place in heaven would be much fitter.Fire destroys more than material items.

This elder has been ripped apart, shattered, broken.

Six countless decades, the age of her atoms,

“Promise that you’ll live” were the last words spoken

.The times he had seemed like eternal bliss,

Admiration blossomed like a flower.

Feelings stay the same like a tender kiss,

A kiss that reigns superior power.

It was the fifth of November I saw,

Smoke ascending from the small cottage roof.

Rushed home to sweet Flo like it was law,

Corpse laid on bed,

scattered ashes are proof.

Death made a considerate man bitter,

A place in heaven would be much fitter.