It Does Not Rain Everyday
We all know it does not rain everyday,
And Winter's cold does not forever stay.
The cloak of darkest nights always retreats
When dawn unfolds the sunlight that it meets.
Seasons change and do not forget to leave,
Men all grow old, none permanently live,
Nature's law says all matter turns to dust.
Tears and joy are but cycles that don't last.
We live each day, strive to give it our best-
Then take our exit to that final rest.
Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~03.10.16
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"There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace."
Ecclesiastes 3:1-9
Copyright © Cynthia Buhain-Baello | Year Posted 2016
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