Signs of Hope
Upon the clouds, in the sky,
there are specks of holes, piercing with light.
When you look up towards the scene,
you know for sure, everything will be alright.
During a harsh thunderous storm,
rain pours , volumes, and then stops below.
You see faint colors curled from a cloud,
and you know for sure, everything's a go.
Tired from the previous day, you wake up,
to view through your window, the sky ablazed
The sun arisen with it's yellow orange glory,
suddenly, for sure, again becoming amazed.
So, in viewing, all these magnificent events,
the gift to realize all the avenues at a glance.
Becoming for sure to truly really, then know,
the impossible, but possible second chance.
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