by Blue-birch-insight | via Deviantart.com

they fight
loud screams
invading our little ears
we can smell love, but it’s laced with fire
our eyes close tight, palms in fists, staying safe

i look back
nothing but a blanket in hand
and all i can wish to do is cover
those little versions of my siblings and myself
and keep them warm as the storm passes
and they look at us with love in their eyes

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