by Martha L Shaw


Endless days of thunder . . .

Wind blowing,

Trees falling,

Roofs flying,

Mud rising,

Sunshine vanished in an instant .  . .

Tomorrow said to be the same.

Feeling stuck in the quagmire

Yet still knowing I will not fall.

For you always lift me up.

By Martha L Shaw – © 6-5-2013


7 Comments to “Sunk?”

  1. Thats the admirable positivity!

  2. It sounds like our summer.

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