Blue Skies Is what you think when you think of Cali.
The Golden State Bridge It's clear vibrant colors Many a people pay to visit for.
The Valley Where the agriculture feeds many people homeless, rich, or poor.
The Forests. Many trees giving shade and homes to many of thee.
What once was blue What once was fresh dew What once was green What once was serene Fires climbing so high Smoke in our lungs Ash in the skies
This blue kind of sky I haven't seen since the fires. What we take for granted like our beautiful skies and being able to breathe. It serves as a reminder what we take for granted.
Thank you to the men and women who are out there risking your lives to help/save others. Thank you!