See the fire blazing, blinds you, frightening.
Smell the smoky air, makes you cough and panic.
Hear the fall of burning trees, a crack; as loud as lightning.
Taste the dryness of the air.
Feel the heat, blazing fire.
© Erica Graham 2013
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