She was tropical.
Moving closer to home,
The warmth she felt from where she was coming from.
The coolness that met her made her angry and sad at the same tiime.
She knew our weakness and used it to her advantage and caused much pain when she came.
Crying, she brought the rain that came crashing down into the water in the ocean,
Which then crashed into the oceans floor.
Then the winds came with her, blowing hard she moved everything that was in her way.
Her anger and sadness was known to all.
Then we felt like we couldn't repair what was broken.
All we could do was wait for her to pass.