Glory Of The Burning Nature

The blue skies mixed with the silver shining frozen ground as my breath leaves my mouth of the exsitment in wight clouds as i walk

As im waking i see small snowflakes nowing that the elements of snow is soon to come.

I like ot better waking up to a wight bute instead of a black bute it was in a big fire during the summer the only spot that showed the lake being happy that day was the tuqous spot in the river the lake was never angry but choppy wayves dark and waters told a diffrent story the skeys held fire and anger we were hoping for rain that night but it burnt our power lines we were without power for 3 days but our famly got closer quote(the fire only burns our mistakes) and its true what comes of fire will go black only to leave room for the green instead of brown, plains and desature fire grass grows then snow falls and is soon to be as real as it all

Fire retardent is still on our streets the thought of that day makes me quizy just to know next after winter is spring