I  cower inside the trailer

listening to the howling wind outside

wondering if I should attempt to leave

or wait to see what happens.

The poor trailer rattles and shakes —

battered by the pounding rain.

I gaze outside at the chartreause sky

and watch the muddy puddles

morph into lakes

as I wonder What should I do?


About sandrabranum

I'm a philosopher, dreamer, poet, writer -- not necessarily in that order -- and I get to write it all down and share it with the world thanks to the Wonderful World Wide Web!
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