What about Teddy?

What about Teddy?
By Royce Sears

Billowing clouds.
Blackened soot. Embers, ashes
Rises to the dawn.

Pictures and memories
Writhe among flames.
Tears falling. Silent sobs
Among a fire engine’s roar.

Splashes of water
Dousing dreams.
Hopes, carried on streams
Toward the drain.

Clutching her doll.
Watching the flames.
“What about Teddy?”
Mom shakes her head.

“We’ll get a new Teddy, baby.”