Rain, Ash, and Tears
Perhaps she saw her part the fumes,
To lead her through and keep her safe.
Perhaps he closed his eye to see
Me take him in my arms once more.
Perhaps she, comforting her friend,
Turned hopeful to an opening door.
Perhaps he saw the window's latch
Had failed and let him wander through.
Perhaps.
Rain and ash and tears
Matting their fur














