When the flood happens
It devastates every thing and everyone.
But, is there a lesson to be learned?

Sometimes simple things
Don’t build there, to close too far.
Maybe the complex things?

Families coming together
When you loose everything
Is everything really gone?

The material things gone
Swept away
But are they the important things?

What about your love ones?
Your brothers? Sisters?
Mother? Father?

Don’t they matter more then anything?
You can replace all other things.
But can you replace family?

Sometimes your brightest day comes
In the darkest hours of the night
There is light in darkness.
It’s just what you make of it