We sprinted to the shelter, the bombs came
Like roaring dragons, my mum poured the
Tea as if she didn’t really care.
But she did it so we could feel
Unafraid, inside, she was feeling very
Anxious.
Outside, the bombs, the guns, the fire,
People were running in fear,
I hope they get to shelter.
My mum realised my brother
Was not here.
My mum ran back into the house,
She saw my brother….
But he was running down the stairs,
With father’s army medals,
and then he went with my mum
to safety
by Luke brown