Frostproof's Three Hurricanes Poem by Sidi Mahtrow

There on the map for all to see
Is a place you really didn’t want to be.
Nature’s wrath held in store
Wind and rain; flooding galore.
Formed by three hurricane’s direction
A triangle-area of destruction.

People hunkered down each new day
Knowing not what was coming their way.
With each passing storm,
Inner strength became the norm.
Optimism and hope and prayer
And for neighbors if need be; care.

Then when the storms were past
And the sun came out at last
Neighbors and friends came
To replace that lost from the hurricane.

And found amongst the debris,
The renewed feeling of community.

Polk County Florida,2004.