From where I sit

From where I sit.
 
The dark gray clouds,
producing the rain,
that continues to tap,
against the window pain.
 
The absence of blue,
in the sky above,
brings dreary thoughts,
a life without love.
 
If God in his heaven,
could answer one prayer,
and send me relief,
lift darkness and despair.
 
It’s not a perfect woman,
my heart truely seeks,
but loving and warm,
true heart that keeps.
 
Now out the window,
a slight crack in the gray,
and a yellow beam of light,
does brighten the day.
 
A slight buzz on the phone,
and a picture appears,
a smile from my daughter,
brings me to tears.
 
So let it  be said,
that a response to prayers,
perhaps wisdom,
from the one who cares.
 
So from where I sit,
not the answer I sought,
rather,
an awareness to be taught.
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