Changing landscape

Two weeks ago a storm blew through with 80 mph winds. A family up the road lost their barn, another lost their carport, and the trampoline across the street from us ended up in our woods. But the place of damage that affects me the most is the cemetery. I can't get over the change in the landscape. Every time I walk or drive by it strikes me all over again. In the back of the cemetery where these elderly tall pines stood the graves are over a hundred years old. The trees once blocked the view to the farm fields behind the cemetery. Nothing is permanent, not even the land.