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.”