as a porpoise floats by

we wake

up

at sunrise,

apparently 

the storm is over. 

the winds have finally

died down.

we tip toe

to the window

and see

a porpoise floating by,

a small

fishing

boat,

and three kids

on surf boards.

we keep

our life preservers on,

which makes

it hard

to move around,

but we're fine.

the power is out, but

we're alive.