We have heard the voice of the captain once again telling us it's going to get worse before it gets better. A look out of the window might have told us that.
So here is one bit of poetry I wrote earlier .
The white horses have grown wings
They are flying now and
The spray floats them higher
Until they reach our windows
It is terrible
But beautiful.
I am tempted to say like Earnie Wise. This is a poem what I wrote...but please no one out there say it for me!
Apparently there is a deep depression over Honolulu. Our planned trip to Waikiki looks decidedly dodgy...we were only planning to get wet by paddling a little.
I have realized that blogger does not like my attempts at spacing and squashes everything together. Please then excuse the formatting!
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