The Little Fire
By Dimitra V
A little fire,
Born that night
With a lot of anger,
As I whiff
The strong grey smoke,
I faint.
As I awake,
The little fire hides
In a bush close by,
The little fire peeks
As I try to seek.
As the little fire pulls back
It hits the bush,
The bush screams
As it gets burnt.
And before I knew it,
The world was gone.