Day 12 Prompt: Damage

There were limbs
torn, shattered, broken
and leaves
moments from yesteryear
between never happened
and never will

I saw the damage
the storm created
in your heart
a clear path
miles long
wedged widely enough
past your neighbors

You lived through
thirty seconds
we threw away
thirty years
for 18 months

And this transition
from solid and stone
to broken scraps
lost materials
never-should-have’s
will last the lifetime
of wind.