Hurricane Bret
Come take all away
this home of my toil
rip it all down
leave only the soil
At 10pm Saturday
you showed me the way
to discard this life
to force a new day
I urge on the winds
jumping with glee
knowing before Bret
I’ve no choice but flee
The years here my pride
my family calls home
but also my exile
from the life I’ve been shown
So bring on the hurricane
center eye on this realm
command my decisions
force me to helm
I go now and rest
to prepare the new day
my dreams will sustain
this storm lights my way
The nimbus finally rise
over my home on this beach
8 months I’ve been waiting
straining the leash
My shield is now strong
I can vanquish all foes
destroy this forced exile
clear away her past woes
The shoreline I’ve written of
will now finally wash way
portending the promise
dawning new day
Copyright © Jim Culhane | Year Posted 2005
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