So, with Hurricane Sandy in full force, I thought I'd write a poem.
Full Moon staring into your eyes
Breezy, fierce wind blowing by
Brewing, boiling, and reaching to the sky
Oceans erupting, swelling, engulfing
Naive people not heeding their warning
Stranded without power, nothing to do but worry
When will it end you may wonder?
I believe it's just the beginning
May God Be Us, always, In All Ways
ALL my Best-