Sometimes
Sometimes,
it takes a storm,
and the pouring rain,
before,
you can see blue sky.
Sometimes,
it takes heartache,
and the pain,
of a broken heart,
before you're able,
to find love.
Sometimes,
you'll cry,
a river of tears,
but it will cleanse
your soul,
and sometimes,
you'll stumble, and fall,
before you realize,
there is light,
in the end.
Copyright © Carla Cox | Year Posted 2005
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