The stench of smoke is so very strong,
Ashes continue to come raining down.
The winds are howling, they're loud and long,
Streets, stores remain empty all over town.
I worry, it's hard to stay asleep,
People's homes have been lost, there's much despair.
Birds are quiet, we hear not a peep,
The sorrow is palpable, hard to bear.
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
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