letters ticking in my head
forming words magical bead
i reach out to pick a few
they're so quick they flew
so i pick my pencil and tap
suddenly landed on my lap
what should i do with all these
hurricane threatening my place
leaves falling branches cracking
street flooding heaven's closing
then a chirp came from far away
my lady she's worried about me
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Beyond-Words……Nicely expressed about “Hurricane” using very powerful words. Well done, Manonton.10+