Hurricane Ian
gray clouds drift slowly
gathering in southern sky
Ian is coming
windows are boarded
emergency sirens loud
winds coming faster
southern sky now dark
Mother Nature is angry
Gulf waters churning
traffic flows northward
palm trees are bending over
Ian is screaming
Written September 26, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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