Board the windows, bar the door,
Water and dry goods we now store,
Clouds roll in, dark as dusk,
As we pray, in God we trust.
Kids are home from school today,
Winds a roaring, like hounds that bay.
All the flashlights, charged and ready,
Hope the old house holds up steady.
Now the phone's out, power too,
The generator hums, it's hours few.
Raining now, a pouring stream,
It's so hot our bodies gleam.
Eerie silence soon will start,
The eye is over, clouds will part,
But stay inside there's more to come,
Again those winds begin to hum.
It's Mother Nature at her worst,
As the clouds begin to burst.
The rain and wind move on at last,
Now to repair, hope we move fast.
Folks beyond us watch and wait,
Hoping they'll escape our fate.
The power's back, bring the news,
Hurricane's coming, de'ja'-vue.