In the still and coldness outside, the constant hum of generators and chainsaws break what was silent.
The deafening buzz, despair in my mind, delivered by wind so violent.
Lives will change; foundations replaced, material things lost in a storm
From loss in remembrance is a way to start over and new life gets reborn
Gradual and forthright we start this new quest
Positive thought, the old at its rest
Rebuild with a new the end not in sight
One day at a time is a sliver of light

Joe Callari