Katrina the Hurricane
"A Perspective From A Far"
I'm writing this for you as promised, and I want you to know. That I'm giving this my best intentions, and that I'm not a pro.
We all were having a bright beautiful Fall day. However things were different just a thousand miles away.
We saw on the channel two news late that night. That a big storm in the gulf would hit at first light.
The next day as the big news was coming in fast. Everyone soon realized that this one was going to last.
The reporters were showing footage, while safe in their booth. Of entire families who were trapped upon their roof.
The following morning not long after we all awoke. We heard on the radio that a levee had broke.
At that moment we didn't realize what all of this meant. But a short time later we saw those affected living in a tent.
Seeing all of this carnage that Katrina had left, made us all quite sad. But how OUR government was slow to respond, made us all very mad.
We wondered why OUR government wasn't getting on the ball. To rescue all those good people down at the convention hall.
We realize being so far away that we couldn't be very much help to you. So we hope all of our heartfelt prayers and donations made a little difference & made it through.
Aurthor's note -
I originally wrote this very special poem expressively for a very special fellow hubber by the name of nclark140 at very her own request. She's a very brave person in this life, and a very good writer who has been hit in the prime of life with Multiple Sclerosis. She's written seven great hubs so far to date, and I know that she still returns from time to time here at the hub pages. So please if you can stop by and give her some encouraging fan mail sometime, which I'm sure will really make her happy. I know that you will also really make her day by paying her a visit!
- nclark140 on HubPages
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