Out of Focus

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul.
And sings the tune
Without the words,
and never stops at all.
-Emily Dickinson

This week has been a blur. We live less than five miles from
declared disaster areas.
Schools were closed for two days and one is completely flooded.
Homes were flooded and all possessions lost.
Cars were swept away.
Lives were lost. Nine.
We are some of those more fortunate.
More than possessions being regained, I pray for hope to be restored
to those affected by this flood.