Inside
our courtyard
branches fell and lamps listed
while across the canal
huge
trees snapped and twisted
But
the damage from Wilma
had only begun
as the lights remained out
a week
after the setting sun
Brother
Scott and Mom
kindly lightened our load
by putting a generator
from Cleveland
on the road.
It
arrived in plenty of time
to keep the fridge cold
and make sure our home's
walls
didn't start to grow mold.
So
we established our home
as a great place for food
where neighbors could
gather
to elevate their mood.
We
thought nothing was broken
that we couldn't fix.
This was just Mother Nature
up
to the same old tricks.
Then
we saw what happened
to the Truffles Tree.
The damage was fatal,
that
was plain to see.
Would
Truffles Christmas gift
be just a lump of coal?
