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Too Late By Ashley Herkommer


Rain unleased above

Destructive force of nature

Winds that gust with rage

 

Grandpa cries alone

Water creeps beneath the door 

Memories washed away

 

Trees snap, glass shatters

No one by his side to help

Monsters roar outside

 

Ocean and wind clash

Calls for help go unanswered

Sturdy doors splinter

 

Thrust into darkness

Nowhere to go, time runs out

Rescue crews rush in

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