As waters rise above
 your threshold,
 dampen what work
 you had achieved,
 wash away the efforts
 of days.

 All possessions beyond repair,
 family photographs curl
 and float away,
 only your memories

 in your head, only the effort
 in your sinew and bone,
 beat of your heart
 to help a neighbour
 into a rescue boat.

 Hard to count your blessings,
 as if someone has died,
 anger at authority
 who failed to see it,
 resignation at losses,
 adamant determination
 you shall not be beaten,

 by the sodding weather.

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