My shard of glass

A three hour drive but worth the wait
an old wooden house with curtains of lace
surrounded by bush (rustle rustle)
Birds, possums and snakes inhabit this place
a shard from the window down south
the house on Redgate Road

The fire was a wave consuming the house
Crackle Crackle laughed the flames
Glass melted like wax freezing after the fire
shards of glass lay in the wreckage
the shard from a window down south
a house on Redgate Road

a smooth surface
the size of a middle finger
so many memories trapped in the glass
sand speckled the surface like stars in the sky
my shard from my window down south
my house on Redgate Road