Thursday, February 7, 2019

PAD Challenge 29-2 revised poem


Waiting Out the Storm

At times, my moods are sunny, blue and clear,
But other times they’re stormy, dark and gray.
I wish fine-weather moods would just stay here.
At times, my moods are sunny, blue and clear.
But certainly the storms will reappear.
And then, in time, the clouds will go away.
At times, my moods are sunny, blue and clear,
But other times they’re stormy, dark and gray.

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