Aftermath
The wind blows where it may,
The force took you back to yesterday,
It brought you back so you could see,
To dot your i's and que's to lead,
What you had forgotten, you had to remember,
The reestablishing of the course of the weather,
Thrown back to move forward, changing your sight,
The purpose behind this was far beyond might,
The howling winds shook you to the core,
You had no idea of the size of that storm,
Whipping you back, throwing you down,
Knocking you to the ground, look around,
The aftermath opened your eyes,
Recognizing the value inside,
While your cleaning, just remember,
God used that storm to put you back together.
Copyright © Cortney Bartholomew | Year Posted 2015
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