A poem inspired by and dedicated to the
Granite Mountain Hot Shot Crew of Prescott, Arizona
Wild Spirit fly
Take with you that
golden of a person
that ocean of wonder and
bravery inside of you,
always crashing and ebbing
and flowing, oh the waters of you.
Remember those rare enough to charter you
The few who got you
Heaven’s sunsets will
be untouchable
Grace us with
your light,
your peace
Old Soul,
Wild One
MAMA BIRD 
Let’s hear it for the Wild One’s!!! Well done Terah!
Thanks Lea!
Oh, yes.
🙂
P.S. How are those own two feet working out?