The Storm
Life is nothing but a storm, a constant struggle for the norm.
Work, play, relationships are the factors at hand, instead of being lost at sea we head
toward land.
The things we do and the things we say, determine the weather in our lives day by day.
For some it’s fighting the storm from the inside that makes us who we are, not knowing
that they could
be tearing things apart.
No one can fight a storm alone, if they do they will always be alone.
Marriage is like weather, one is the sun and the other the water, just like mother and father.
The two compliment each other and choose the life for their daughter.
Without compromise the storm will continue, taming the elements will always be an issue.
There are no winners when the storm rages on, but one thing is for certain that my love
for you will carry on.
Copyright © Jon B. Rangel | Year Posted 2006
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