After the awful storms were over,
The terrible devastation complete,
Little was left unscathed, intact.
Many were lost to the storms’ treachery,
For those copious tears continually fall
And survivors will always be left to grieve.
Those graciously spared said grateful prayers
Just fervently thankful to still be there
To hold close a loved one so very dear.
Even though their homes were gone,
They stood up proud and strong
Determined to continue, carry on.
They fought to put their lives back
In some semblance of together
And others came to lend them aid.
So many brave, battered souls
Lifted up by millions of prayers,
God be with them, always there.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Tuesday, May 24, 2011