Goodbye Sunny Days

Dashiell Hall

Gone are the days of clear skies and heat When I open my front door to see my orange cat lounging on the warm concrete Now there is fog and ash That make the air quality quite trash All of the cars are covered in a layer of soot And you can’t go outside without getting some on your foot. You can’t bike, run, or swim Because of the poor air in the sky so dim One day it even turned orange: strong winds blew flames through the forest I can’t wait for the sky to clear and the fires to stop coming so fast and so near Soon will be the day that the smoke is gone and so is the flame.