|Weathered Hope (standard:poetry, 249 words)|
|Author: Red XIII||Added: May 01 2004||Views/Reads: 2111/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|As long as the sun shines, there must be hope. Thank you to Ben for your suggestions in the preliminary stages of this one!|
It started out a lot brighter Than it was at the end of the day, If only it could have stayed bright I'd have happier things to say. . How does the weather manipulate What I'm feeling inside? When it's raining I should be happy Without it all life would have died. . When the sun is up in the sky Pouring down its life giving rays, I think back to early childhood When happiness shone all days. . When the rain starts to pour And the air grows so cold, Plants look up and thank the gods, While inside me the darkness unfolds. . We get this kind of feeling That when it rains we are sad, And that when the sun is shining We should all be happy and fab. . When it rains we need to be glad That the water isn't up to our necks, And when we hear that there's a drought At least we aren't thirsty as heck! . I've noticed while writing this That I can see a glimmer of hope, Perhaps there is a chance for me yet On this Earth on which we must cope. . Over the last couple of years It's got harder for me to live, In this world we're devastating Grinding up like a great big sieve. . But the words of some kind people Have helped sun shine a bit brighter; Thank you all who've said good words to me For making that heaviness lighter. Tweet
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