Ashes

Ashes fall like tears of weeping angels to the  snow covered ground. 

Lives were lost and will never be found.

It was when war approached in her heart without a sound.

If she couldn't burn the grief, she would release hell upon this town.

She wore her aching pain like a goddess in a flaming gown.

A queen dressed for battle, she left only her bloodstained crown.

Then her hellish fire was raised scorching everything - everyone around.

"Ashes, ashes!" Were her last words, "We all fall down."