Sunday, March 2, 2008

Darkness surrounds us

When I look out the window, all I see is blackness.
Blackness underneath, in the middle, and on top.
Then, all of a sudden, a flash of light.
Did someone just take a picture?
No, the heavens have opened up.
The rain is smashing down, the wind swooping.
But here I am in the light.
Everywhere else is dark.
We have a friend that others don't.
Although he is rusted, brown and mostly neglected,
he is the one to rescue us in time of need.
It only takes him a minute to realize we need him.
Even though we never think of him until we need him.
Our best friend when the power is out.
The generator.

1 comment:

Nancy Sabina said...

Lovely poem. And how cool that you guys have a generator. If the world starts to implode, I'll head to your house!

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