What did you get caught up in this week?
A snow storm?
A wind storm?
The storm of Life?
Laundry with no end?
A backed up stool?
A baby that was ill?
As a shattered barn pulled into a tornado?
As a ruthless mob breathed to life by talking heads?
As an uplifting joy at the sound of a loved one calling your name?
With what will you allow Life to engulf your being?
A life surrounded with storms of drudgery?
A blustery life filled like a cesspool with nothing but hate?
A calmness of faith to weather the storms of Life?
In my mind I remember the sight of the little girl on Saturday.
She was wearing a sweet dress with an extra ruffle at the hem.
The Cub Scouts raced their pinewood derby cars in a straight line.