This a a poem written by my son, Jonathan Arlia, about a house fire we had in October of 2000.
Fire at Home
By Jonathan Arlia
Just an ordinary night, we went out to eat,
But smoke we saw, when we got back to our street
Our house was on fire, and everyone was there.
All I could do was stop and stare.
My brother managed to get out just in time,
But our animals, unfortunately, weren’t doing as fine.
Everyone watched the firefighters battle the blaze,
While me and my family stood in a daze.
Finally it was over; the last flames were out.
The mood was sober; our home, we were without.
That night we slept at a motel
For we had nowhere else to dwell,
But the next year, our house was restored.
So full of thanks, we praised the Lord.
