April 20, 2019       Weather

We were under severe thunder storm warnings most of yesterday.  Even tornado warnings for a while.  Nothing bad happened here--just some brief wind and rain.  However, only a few miles away a
tornado touched down and tore a house to shreds.  Since I had my computer unplugged, I picked up a pencil and piece of paper and wrote a poem. 

                        Ode to Weather

Weather, ahh weather, how wild you can be
Wind whipping the grass and bending the tree.
Dark cloud like a water balloon passes by
Dumping it's rain on the earth from the sky.
Thermometers drop, the air freezes the nose
When mountains of snow in the driveway grows.
From out of a black cloud a funnel shape drops
Sucking up cars and some random roof tops.
Lightening strike snaps while trees tremble in fear,
The boom of thunder proclaiming it near
White puffy clouds on a blue counterpane
Soft gentle breezes to dry up the rain.
Bird songs are trilling, insects are humming,
The hot muggy days of summer are coming..
Weather is one thing we can't do without,
For it gives us something to talk about.

Comments

  1. Wendy OlstadApril 20, 2019 at 7:39 AM

    Wonderful, clever poem. You are a talented lady. Thanks.

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  2. booksnpeachesApril 20, 2019 at 12:53 PM

    Aint it the truth! One can always talk about the weather.

    On another note, I wonder if it would be useful to use your institution's grievance policy to complain? If enough people complain, it might take them long enough to respond to get the word out to other groups in the community who would advocate for you.

    I also wonder if contacting your long-term care ombudsman might be useful. Each state has one. Am I remembering correctly you are from Virginia? Virginia's contact information is at the bottom of this web page:

    https://elderrightsva.org/

    And you've probably already looked at the resident rights mandated by federal government. There is a link to resident rights on this page:

    https://www.medicare.gov/NursingHomeCompare/Resources/Resident-Rights.html
    &
    https://downloads.cms.gov/medicare/Your_Resident_Rights_and_Protections_section.pdf

    Sorry if this is a rehash of things you already know.

    I look forward to reading your block.

    Ardene

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