The Fugacious hurricane came and went Useless helpless frustration spent. The power of prayer Was in the air Swirling Destruction everywhere
I know better than to worry Life is always in a hurry Florida’s Milton hurricane Had my emotions insane
Predicted to be in the path way Evacuation at all costs, they say Phone numbers on your body pray To notify next to kin if you stay
Predicted a category five house ****** It turned out to be category 3 pretender 15 to 17 ‘ water surge and flooding Was mild mostly an accumulation of mud
by the grace of God, it grew in size 20 miles north October surprise A much wider hurricane appeared Relief for some Florida’s shift of fears
That’s not to say some were worse for wear Most Lost power, High winds House, tares My grandson felt underwhelmed No Gas he had to stay prayed at the helm
Extreme Wind and Rain Power out Craziest worry turned to relief doubt Was this as bad as it will get Guesstimates It all fell short
All the media hype predictions fizzled The hurricane rain turned to drizzle The aftermath clean up will take awhile People emerged tears grateful smile
Inspired song Dust in the wind by Kansas
BLT Webster’s Word of the Day challenge Fugacious 10-17-24 is a formal word that describes something that lasts a short time
My 21 year old grandson, newly married women prior him and his new bride live in Florida. They were right in the Projected path. They couldn’t get gas. They had no choice to stay. Thank goodness it landed further north, and white in the eye. They are still without power and can’t get around but they’re safe and sound.