A young woman sits
and regresses one day
about all the words
that her mother did say
The phrase that came to mind
was one of stout and simple grace
"Dont play with fire, for you shall get burned"
But alas, through all the I knows
and the ok's given from her childish heart
She goes and finds a fire
and plays in it one day
Without her even knowing
her hearts been set aflame
The once calm fire, has consumed her whole being
Without warning without look
she was caught in a spell
one night not long after that
her poor heart was given a chill
The fire had burned her
Oh, it left such a mark!
A slap in the face, couldnt have hit harder
and the more she ignored, the worse it became
So she went home that night
sang sad songs, and felt slight
as she thought to herself,'
"should have listened to mother."