Hurricane Carol
A major storm is churning in the Atlantic ready to raise havoc on shore Evacuation orders are in place as the authorities have gone door to door
The hurricane center is forecasting the highest wind speeds to ever be recorded
Our beach house over the years has survived every storm, but this one is surely not to be ignored
We are leaving with a few items and the clothes on our backs
Is this the last time we will see our house in one piece, or by some miracle will the storm veer off-track
We now leave it up to the powers from up above to determine our fate
We hurry to the car we need to get to higher ground before it,s too late
If the storm should demolish our place and flatten it to the ground
It will do nothing to destroy our fond memories and the people we surround
In the end, we narrowly avoided a direct hit, so the house survived to fight another day
The hurricane and my partner are both named Carol what's that you say
Copyright © John Campbell | Year Posted 2023
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