Friday, November 16, 2018

PAD challenge darkest hour 2-2, Poem Away Andaree


Clouds Come and Go

Just no room for depression or fear
All seems to be fine and right
Not a cloud in sight
Full of hope
Light
Will stay? Nope!
Cold winds come that bite
Gray, gloomy clouds, I must fight
Storms will eventually disappear
At times my thoughts may be sunny, blue and clear

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