Before The Fire

Hi guys! This is a descriptive poem that I wrote. I hope you enjoy it.

Before The Fire

A sign in front of me,

Broken and black

Hanging by a string,

Burned, and now unreadable.

Pieces of fence hanging,

Dangling onto the ground

Silence all around

All life gone.

Chalked hopscotch squares,

Burnt books,

These are all signs,

Of life before the fire.

Now silenced forever,

I can tell no one of that day.

For ghosts can’t talk,

All they can do is drift,
Hoping one day to share their story.