Island Aprehension

Island people never skip

For joy on a glorious day…

We stand alert and ready,

Eyeing storms that head our way.

Dodging swallows and bats in the summer;

Avoiding spider webs in the fall,

We hunker down for the winter,

When the wild winds threaten us all.

The absent sun returns in spring,

To fields a John Deere tractor plows…

There is a sudden beauty defiant;

Heaven rarely reveals or allows.