Aftermath of Katrina

by Catherine Prater

As I stand here in
The Red Cross line
I think itís about 9.00 
In the am, wondering 
How can I donate

When all I have is my time

I pray to you dear Lord 
To show me what can I do

When all I have is my time

And a kind word or two
I can only imagine the pain
When youíre watching your lifeís work 
Going down the oceanís drain 

And you have lost everything
Except your life yet you can still
Squeeze out a smile 

And choke back the
Tears that lay dormant
In your heart 

Which will manifest itself 
at  another un-opportune time
As you gather up your
Life and whatís left of 
Your love ones and your remains 

To be taken to a different
Habitat and forced to start life again

And all I have is my time

I thank the dear Lord
For what I have
Because when you are 
Left with nothing

My tiny house seems 
Like a palace to me 

Which is open to someone 
Who will need to be 

For the lord is teaching 
Me humility 

And to treat you neighbor 
As you would your family

Aftermath of Katrina by Catherine Prater

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