Tsunami
Yesterday I sat unmoving in a little cove
As the wind whipped my hair back and forth.
I tried to keep my eyes open
As the rain forced them shut.
I pulled the scraps of cloth closer
As my body quaked, needing warmth.
I wrestled my feet in the opposite direction of the water
As my shoes got swept away in the flood.
Songs of happiness dripped from my mouth
As I convinced myself my hardships weren’t all for not.
Yesterday I sat in a little cove unmoving,
As I wished this tsunami was just a bad dream.
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