There’s Just No Escape

Traveling home each day,

there are reminders everywhere…

Miles of piles,

and shattered lives.

Places that were,

but exist no more.

Broken soldiers,

lining tattered streets.

All that’s left,

of our once green trees.

Snapped into,

these soldiers fell.

Swept away,

within the gale.

I used to love,

to drive these roads.

Where beside the Bay,

calm waters flowed.

Now, as I pass,

this view so strange.

It’s just my grief,

that remains unchanged.

© 2019 Jennifer N. Fenwick

In the Eye of the Storm: Stories of Survival and Hope from the Florida Panhandle. #1 New Release in Natural Disasters, available now on Amazon. All money earned from sales goes to aid in LOCAL recovery through the United Way of Northwest Florida’s Hurricane Michael Relief Fund.

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