|Ohio River Floods|
| Floods caught him sadly, without words to speak|
The misery and the gloom, when there's no light
In darkest mazes of a watery night.
To supplicate all efforts left him weak.
Not like the happy trees, stretched high and sleek
Above the mountain line in their delight
To be alive. Slanted, a startling . . .
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| Rented like a tree subjected to high wind|
Where elements of destruction scathed the land
Blackened and limp with terror he must stand
Looking at the force which rules mankind.
Susceptible to disaster left behind,
Gone were his schemes of agriculture planned.
His heart believed not what his eyes had . . .
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