By Jane Hillson
Aiello
June 2017
Fire took my neighborhood
But left a house for me
And though I had a place to live
My heart yearned to be free
But left a house for me
And though I had a place to live
My heart yearned to be free
Fire took my friends’ abodes
Houses turned to ash
And though my house was standing
Still… I wanted a new path
Houses turned to ash
And though my house was standing
Still… I wanted a new path
Fire took my life purview
Of want and need and stuff
And though ‘twas hard to let it go
I knew I’d have enough
Of want and need and stuff
And though ‘twas hard to let it go
I knew I’d have enough
Marriage done and children grown
Fire roared - go it alone
Sold my house, family treasures
Fire whispered - find new pleasures
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