The Earthquake

The Earth was shook down to its core

The fiery mantle spewed,

The surface lurched, opened and tore

Violence sure ensued

She dove into the wood doorway

Hoping to survive

Things fell down without a sound

She was happy to be alive

The ground, it stilled, at least it seemed

She waited for awhile

Then she crawled out from her spot

And puked up all her bile

She looked up to see her house on the ground

A bundle of wood and stone

Her grief was so terribly profound

She felt it down to her bones

She fell down to the ground and wept

For everything she lost

Her money, her pets, her wedding dress

Nothing but melted frost