Disaster Came to Town

this years hurricanes, I dedicate my poem to Florida, Texas and all other coastal hit states effected.

     Calamity is to become of a city. Windy waters

a driving force, brought ocean liners ashore. The

rudder abandoned ship. Anchors away to Santa Fe.

The band had plenty tunes. The violin tuned to the

tune never too soon. Come hell in those highest waters

downed a hotel, power lines....trap'd families without

communications.  

     America has seen much more.  Yet she and her states

communicated through calamities.  Dark days have come 

and gone.  There cometh darker days to sway into the 

light.  May the lighthouse faithfully guide those ships back

out to sea to see the damage.

     ....but we're on America's land.  And I say it's something

bout that word America, that cheers my smile and make

me feel everything is going to be fine.