Hurricane Kaitlyn Poem by Bernard Snyder

She came from the Midwest
six years ago to be exact,
she didn't pack heavy rains, gusty winds
or anything like that,
as a matter of fact
she was unusually laid back (for a hurricane)
she hung around
for a little more than a month
she discussed the things she likes
and the type of career she wants
I'd even looked at a few places
where I would treat her for lunch
but her time here was up
before the first meal was ever launched,
even though her stay was brief
the impact she had
left me 'soaked' and intrigued
I'd even wondered at times
was she actually 'feelin' me
or was I merely chosen
to help fulfill her fantasy.