Power Outage
Here I sit alone
Alone in the dark
No light anywhere
Not even a little spark
The lights went out
Halfway through the storm
Life tomorrow will be
Nothing like the norm.
Hurricane Zeta
Came through with a fury
To the shelter
We must go in a hurry
The winds were so strong
And blew with such might
Listening to the howling winds
All through the night
When morning came
Without the normal lights
Looking around you at
The aftermaths fright
Trees were blown down
And powerlines snapped
Moving along carefully
As not to get zapped
2 days so far we've gone
Without electricity
Who knows how long
It will continue to be.
10/30/2020
Copyright © Mary Taylor | Year Posted 2020
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