"Too much heartbreak in too little time"
This, it seems, is our melancholy rhyme
In the last four months we have endured
More than anyone ever should
From the blazing inferno that was once our home
To our friends and family that now seem to roam
It's a howling tempest outside our door
One the likes of which we've never seen before
"Hope for the best, prepare for the worst"
Has become our chant through this dreadful curse
The only thing getting us through each day
Is knowing it can't always be this way
So, batten the hatches and lock the doors
We're trying our damnedest for hope's rocky shores
But if we perish along the way
"At least we tried" is all I can say
About the Creator
Whitney Roden
My name is Whitney and I have been an avid reader since I was 3. I am currently going to school to be an educator for elementary and collaborative students. I am also a painter and photographer. I hope you enjoy reading my work!
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