Sense Sonnet - Acher

Wind and Fire

The Santa Ana winds have blown
For each year through my neighborhood,
Making it a fire hazard zone.
Years I've been here - so far so good.
This year it's especially dry.
The winds blow especially hard.
The ash and smoke fill up the sky.
Thousands of acres are left charred.
At first I thought that I'd be spared.
Reports said fires were not nearby.
But then, the order to leave aired.
I had no time to question why.

On T.V., I watched the fire burn.
Home after home, then my home's turn.