Charles Ruble Poet Rhyme

The Storm

As the tide comes in,
As the wind begins to blow,
As the world watches on,
The fires begin to grow.
As the homes begin to sink,
As the roads begin to drown,
As the water begins to rise,
In the long island sound.
As the power begins to fade,
As the lights go out,
As the people tremble with fear,
The wind begins to shout.
As the trees settle on the ground,
As night becomes day,
As the water begins to recede,
In the New Jersey bay.
As the people return home,
As the friendships be reborn,
As they held each other tight,
They survived the storm.

Dedicated to the many of super storm Sandy.

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