A Disaster Poem by Mamie Hodge

The rain falls swiftly,
the thunder roars and the
wind is blowing, it has
opened the doors. The little dog is trembling
close by my side, the water
is rising with no place to
hide. A Hurricane is fast approaching
a #5. At a time such as this all
we can do is pray to survive. Please let us live and start life
anew, what ever is left we will
make it do. The storm has passed by and
we are safe and sound, but the
house is in shambles and no trees
around.