Monday, September 28, 2015

The Year Of

On January 1 you said, "This is our year."
Right after you finished the R in year, the first rock crumbled. 
Then there was a mudslide.
And a nasty storm that washed us all in different directions. 

And here we are in October in the rain and wind. 
Storms are coming, the worst that we will ever see they say.
And all I can say is, "This is still our year."

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