Larry Belt Poet Rhyme

Tiny Pieces of Life Tornado Aftermath

She picks up a photograph
And cleans it with her dress
A smile, stolen from better times
Strewn among the mess

A coffee cup with a broken rim
An earring covered in gold
Tiny pieces of who they were
Memories, she can hold

The dream they called their loving home
Lay scattered upon the ground
Her joy becomes her agony
With every piece that's found

A mirror stands without a crack
Reflecting the morning sun
The twister chose to pass it by
Among the damage done

Her future ripped in tiny pieces
Her husband, now lay dead
A day before her birthday
Her wishes turn to dread

She finds the family bible
Its pages wet and torn
All alone she stumbles on,
In silence, begins to mourn

Another day has come and gone
For this lonely widowed wife
She tries to find her way back home
Through her tiny pieces of life

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Ralph Taylor May 2, 2011 at 1:03 PM Profound and tragic piece, Larry. Excellent. Says tons. Sometimes Mother Nature can be so cruel. God bless the people in these situations. How they cope is beyond belief but I pray that they do. Nice job, my friend. Ralph

James Foulk May 2, 2011 at 12:18 PM this was a very sad and touching piece, so terrible what has happened to all those people. i mean there is some things that you can recover, but other stuff you can't. it is gone forever.