*1 Fire Poem by Moe The Tomboy

I am awakened by my sister's cries.
I pull my head from the pillow, and into a cloud of smoke.
A Fire.
I rip the bed covers, from around me,
and fly out of my bed.
I grab my three year-old sister,
and throw her on my hip.
I run from the house, and my feet touch the cold, snowy floor,
nightgown flying.
The cold wind, howls a song,
and whips through my hair,
tossing it around.
I sit little Candy on a soft mossy tree trunk,
that had plumeted to it's death,
so many years before.
I call my parent's names,

But no reply.