First tornado siren goes off:
Hurry. Hurry. Pack it light and fast.
Grab only what you need, what will last.
We’ve far to trek so boots will be best,
they are good for hiking, We’ll give them a test.
Following day, reaching through the rubble, Robert calls out to Lily:
“Where are you;
reach out your hand so I can see you,
I’m coming to you.
Do not move if you are bleeding.”
Heart pounding, Robert pleading
As he pulls a dresser away, he heard Lily say:
“Here, here. I’m stuck and can’t reach up.”
There is no force of nature to keep him from getting to her side.
Finding supernatural strength, Robert steps
carefully through the brokenness that is now their life.
Together finding items they treasure,
one helps the other to realign and measure
what matters most as daylight slips away,
they must come back to search another day.
They have each other, and nothing material matters.
Hand in hand, they trudge through the pieces, all scattered;
evidence of a life suddenly shattered.