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It was an ordinary day

Always the same

Boring is what some would say

Well to me it's not lame

School went by with ease

Took the bus home

Without any fees

What I didn't expect was a dark tone

When I reached my house

I realized something grave

Water had been used to douse

The house, many tried to save

I stood in the snow

Unsure as to what I should do

Waiting for information my dad would bestow

The cause? Nobody knew

My siblings and I leave

To our grandparent's we went

What had happened was hard to believe

Temporary housing was lent

Thankful we are

For a grandparent so kind

To go so far

As to not mind

A few extra people in her space

However nothing was done

To stop the tears that fell from many a face

I shed none

For I needed to be tough

Lots of work to be done

More than enough

To be absolutely no fun

But that's for the next day

First is rest

Easily I can say

It would be for the best

I went to sleep

To allow dreams to come

Was it deep?

No, that would be dumb

I then got up and went to my home

Packing whatever I could

The rest left like in a tomb

Taking everything I would

However I am unable to

Limited time

Help is too few

To take what is mine

While telling myself that everything's okay

Everything will be fine

Yeah... There's no way

That thought is mine

And now plagued with a rancid smokey smell

Is everything we own

From what I can tell

That place can no longer be our home

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