The weatherman says sunshine and haze,
spreading in from the west in the coming
days,

The rain abates, the clouds dispel, the
river loses its swell,
the floods go down, then people frown
see the damage to their town,

Homes abandoned with the rising tide,
as water crept inside,
can now be seen, they show their wear,
the damage there, where natures life
had been

And now I see as I pass by, beneath
a clear blue sky,
faces worn with hearts torn, for what
was lost,.... there's no return,
... no matter what the cost,


An old teddy bear, that was cradled
with care,,,or an old photograph
that was one of a kind,,,now
committed to memory,,,now
committed to mind,


And its clear to see,, to you,,, to me,,,,,
that possessions may be gone,,
but memories will stay with you
,,,and life will carry on.