Not Over

October all over

Used to be,

Let us not argue

But wait and see.

Dorian came

And created a stir

But that’s the kind

I prefer.

Sorry, Grand Bahama

And Abaco,

Thankful the aid

Has begun to flow.

Lots of talk

Why we were spared

But I get this feeling

Our time is near.

May be October

Or November, maybe,

We can only wait

If we are to see.

So be prepared

For we do not know,

Don’t let it be

An “I told you so”.

It is never over

Until it is really over,

Certainly not

Even in October.

Prevention, remember

Is better than cure

But I am sure

You knew this before.

I want ten verses

This will make nine,

That means

I am one behind.

This is verse ten

And this poem is over

But it is not so

In October.

Stewart Russell © September 2019