Unprepared
It came as a claw
With tearing nails
To break something special
It came as a disease
Sickening the heart and stomach
Angry, sad, heart broken, frightened
It came to make plans of terror
Bringing tears from pictures and memories
Bringing questions asking why
But bringing no answers
It came after It listened to Their fight
Now, in different homes, They support and protect
The best They can
It came
But we were unprepared
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