Storms In Life
Thunder sounds in the distance,
And the clouds are rolling in.
There is a heaviness in the air,
A storm is about to begin.
You jump as the lightening cracks,
Your nerves are standing on end.
A musty smell is riding,
Upon a wandering wind.
Much like the storms in life,
That eventually pass on through;
These storms too shall end,
Revealling a sky so blue.
We just have to hold on,
Until the calm finally returns.
We all live through those moments,
And from those moments we learn.
Copyright © Brenda Brenda | Year Posted 2011
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