After the Storm
Life returns to normal,
People head to work;
But below the surface,
Some surprises surely lurk:
Lots of detours on the roads,
Rivers scaling banks;
If your route is trouble-free,
You owe a debt of thanks.
Stranded passengers still wait,
Fighting or resigned;
Canceled plans have left so many
Stuck in quite a bind.
Power outages still rage,
People making do;
Human nature helps us cope
So somehow, we’ll get through.
Still, the sun is shining;
Clean-up has begun.
We’ll deal with the hassles
And attack them, one by one.
Let’s hope we clean up quickly –
Well, as fast as time permits;
‘Cause we need a little breathing room
Before the next storm hits.
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