On waters rushing and life changing

Driving, ever driving
Slowly now, detour ahead.
Water rushing, ever flowing,
never stopping.


Watching, waiting, anticipating.
This could be it, the time, the one.

Flowers drowning, grass floating
sheep running to high ground.

One more step, and I’m home –
car floating now, flying downstream.

Life changing, sandbags everywhere,
mud and mire coating my life, my home,
my everything.

Floating, driving, watching, waiting –
slowly now, detours ahead.

– copyright, Andrea Cummings, 2008.


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