October is almost over and I just remembered, only 4 short years ago, Friday October 13th 2006...The October Storm.  You have heard the expression: "Someday we will look back at this and laugh!"  Well, maybe now but at the time no one was "yucking it up".  Here is my homage to the storm as written by the great Joyce Kilmer.  Enjoy! 


By Joyce Kilmer (with editorial comment by Dean)
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.  (Are you kidding?  Have you seen Western New York?)
A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast; (Or laying across a brand new BMW in Amherst)
A tree that looks at God all day
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;  (Or slams those same leafy arms through a sliding glass window)
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;  (Those same robins have been evicted)
Upon whose bosom snow has lain; (Yeah lain, in the streets, front yards, back yards, living rooms, front seat of  your cars)
Who intimately lives with rain. (That is being pumped out of basements)
Poems are made by fools like me, (If you say so)
But only God can make a tree. (Good one.  Now tell that to the insurance company, then check your ACT OF GOD clause!)