The inspiration for this poem was a “prescribed burn” that was close enough to my home for the smoke to blow in the windows and set off my allergies. (Photo from Pixabay.)

Sudden allergic reaction

Strong smell of smoke outside

Closed windows quickly

Eyes itching, throat burning

Local fire department is doing a “prescribed burn”

Goal is to burn dead, dry, vegetation

Now

Under watchful eye of firefighters

To prevent massive fire later

I get it.

I do.

Last year’s fire season was bad

But, why does making things safer for others

Have to cause me such agony?

Another day lost to allergy medications

Fire Season is a post written by Jen Thorpe on Book of Jen and is not allowed to be copied to other sites.

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