Mechanicsville, Maryland, USA
The rain outside is howling as it mixes with the wind
The branches are flying as the Wrath of Floyd begins
Only one tree has fallen so far and it keeps us all blocked in
And branches hit the van and crashed the windshield in
I sit in the basement corner, with candles all around
And hope and pray that floyd never touches ground
When the tv was working many hours past
The site of my Chesapeake Bay, made my heart step aback
Four more hours of torture that we must sit and wait
Please Dear Lord let my son and husband not be out to late
Its lonely as is frightening here, for me and my youngest son
I can only pray that Floyd has done the worst,
and no more will come
I chill at the sound of silence and begin to look around
Just then is when the winds stir up and things are flying all around
I just saw an umbrella fly, from my neighbors yard,
and it hit the south side of my house from the sound it hit it hard
I'm trying to be thankful that's all that hit
But still inside I'm praying that Floyd will soon quit
Must gather all my courage and reserve all my strength
Cleaning and rebuilding is ahead of us I think
Thank God the roofs not leaking and the basements nice and dry
Thank God for my husband who keeps the gutters clean,
its not leaking down inside my house a sight so many have seen
Well its 1:33 and quiet and that should make me glad
But the weather men have stated we have not yet seen the bad
Many times I've heard this saying and I took it all in stride
The quiet before the storm ..
I think I'll go now and hide..
See ya later I hope.
Happy to report...
from Southern Maryland survived