What brings you peace?
The weather has been demented lately, here. I’m thankful for the first, second, and third responders who save others, clean up, and bring peace again.
This may be our last near-miss
Last squall before our storm
Whether strangled at our roots
By lightning we were born
It matters not as we clean up
Slide on our better shoes
Clear the look of fear from here
We shine now, for, we choose!
Call upon the team who cares
Calculate the pass
Wake up from the half-sleep dream
We’ve graduated class

Classic, after all, I am a lady