Florence came with her devastation
And a tragedy for those whose hesitation...
Kept them near her path, her breath:
See how far her winds did stretch?
The rains have fallen without an end;
Ocean waters inside them blend:
Sighs of anguish, sounds of grief...
Echoing within this whirling thief
Her path kept changing ..this we heard
Weatherman pointed; changed their word
Warnings posted: here then there
Some were slow to leave or prepare
Now she's passing but not so fast..
Her shadows continue to wave and pass
Through our counties and through our homes
Uprooting lives.. like fragile stones
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