Welsh storms and silent hurricanes

Welsh storms and silent hurricanes

I wrote a poem about my dearly loved partner this week:

She is a Welsh storm,
the sight of the sea keeps her alive.

I asked her what she might say about me, she replied, “that's easy!”:

A silent hurricane.

I shared this on my Facebook page, another description came from one of my dear students, who said: “what I see in you is…”:

Peace, …with attitude.

I believe that is close to a description of a silent hurricane.

I'm speechless.