Through the Storm
By Katherine B. Parilli
A storm outside does roar with force.
The wind does howl with frightful power,
as the clouds do pour like crying rivers.
My heart so small,
does shiver with overwhelming fright,
as I worry what deadly damage
the looming hurricane my way may bring.
My eyes grow large,
my voice does rise,
as with desperation
I seek to yell,
and bark that monstrous storm back out to see.
My nerves so frazzled I fear shall break,
until my family,
so calm and loving,
around my side do gather.
To hold me tight,
to pull me close
to their beating hearts,
and gentle whisper the sweet words of promise
I long so much to hear.
That through it all
by their faithful side I will stay.
Sheltered in their love
my troubled boat shall ride,
until at last I come out the other side,
the safe and bouncy
Happy Go Lucky I love to be.