Poem: Any Thought In A Storm

A poem about storms (actual and metaphorical)

caught in the storm, didn’t take long to be
safe and warm. Truly a privilege. And we
must remember that always. We are so

lucky. Others not so. Some only ever see
rain when they look out the window. Consider
themselves lucky even to have a working window.

I’m only writing this as a reminder to myself
that I need to be doing more than writing
this. Safe from so many storms. Always

warm, and never in doubt that I’m one of the
lucky ones. I need to share that luck. That’s
how it catch on. Share and share alike.

Make it right.
And safe.
And warm.