ONE PUFF'S ENOUGH

Tomorrow is another day. What was was, what will be will be. What is is. A wind was once a breeze. A puff's enough to knock down trees. Of course, as it gains in force it becomes worse, quite insane. We call it a hurricane.

A hurricane is worse than an earthquake that will shimmy and shake and break the earth and take real estate of worth into an early grave. But it's a fact, the impact will exact its toll in a minute or two and leave the mess up to you to sift through and see what you can use another day when all the dust has blown away.

When the Big Blow starts to grow there's no telling where it will go or how long it will stay. The dead will sleep in beds of debris covered by a blanket of sand and sea.