You’ve come to help? Oh, good. My courage has grown weary
and I was needing a new action plan. I am thankful for whoever can be here.
Where do we start, you ask?
How about dragging these once-beautiful wool rugs out to the burn pile?
Careful lifting them. They’re full of water and are doggone heavy.
And do you see those soggy boxes of keepsakes? They need to be hauled out, too.
Plus that little chest-of-drawers that’s turned over and laying by the door,
And the books on these bottom shelves must go. The sooner the better.
Also these photo albums sitting on the floor;
they’re all stuck together and gone; I couldn’t pry them apart.
Floods do so much damage!  I’m still trying not to pout.
Oh yeah, and I had stacks of lumber in the garage,
but they turned over and got warped, so they need to be burned, too.
But I am really grateful to be safe, along with my dog and chickens.