FLOODWATER’S
Debris field nightmares are not a soul to sleep
It is the waking hours that hurt the most
Once upon a time left in the rear-view,
The clear view of dreams washed away
Teetering on the river bank, soon to be submerged
Loading memories one piece at a time
The roadside refuse piles high, waiting for the claw
To haul away the better days of hindsight
An end somewhere on the horizon
In a fog lift dawn, the rifted road is passable
Leading us back to Solution
The way in is the way out
On the back roads of beaten path strangers
Needing friendship, giving kinship in a handshake blessing
In a common confessing, of needing help
To stand again when staggered
WE can recover, floodwater’s be damned
For more pictures of Jaywalker Solutions latest service trip assisting in the flood relief in Estes Park Colorado, please click on the photo above!
Dan Reed
Program Director
Jaywalker Solutions
