Little Boy Alive
By Kanga
My little boy lay sleeping, covers thrown this way and that,
I look at his body all scarred and pink
My eyes fill with tears as my heart beats just a little faster
Oh dear God, how, why did this happen, I watch as my heart does sink
Oh sweet child as you sleep my heart is breaking
How vivid the memories remain
Of that terrible morning oh so early
When hell broke loose with you all aflame
How vivid still is the smell of gasoline and burnt flesh
The screams of terror and pain that filled the air
Trying so hard to put out the fire and stop the pain
In the seconds that seemed like hours, the terror we all share
The hours in the local hospital, ambulance, then in the ICU Chapel Hill
How many times I ask myself why
The hours of not knowing if he would make it
The days I spent just watching, the time I just wanted to cry
Now that the pain and terror is over
He lay sleeping peacefully while the house is so quiet
I look down at my sleeping child and smile
Again I look at his scarred body and smile…he is alive, what a wonderful sight
Kanga
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[***MURPHY'S LAW***][***INNER VOICE***]