Ride Out The Storm Poem by Ima Ryma

I landed in Houston and found
Hurricane Harvey here with me.
The rain and wind were all around.
I needed some transport to flee.
A cab was moving down the street.
So through the window I did go,
And perched in the passenger seat.
A wide eyed cabbie - doncha know!
But that cabbie did get me through
The worst of Harvey Hurricane.
In thanks I wondered what to do,
Cuz I had no words to explain.

While in the cab, I did not talk.
I'm Harvey the Hurricane hawk.