Thursday, September 12, 2013

Lexie Way- Flood poem

No one saw it coming,
Is it about to destroy families and lives.
The water is high and mighty,
It may be hard to survive.

Three people are dead,
And one person is missing.
Will they ever be rescued?
The wait must be agonizing.

People witness as destruction flows by,
Families send prayers
As rescuers continue the search.

Why now? Why them?

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