The Weatherman
I move through dark clouds in
search of the sun...the
everlasting LIGHT that is the
SUN...I hope that I can stand
the rain...better yet the
frightening STORM...the roaring
of the thunder...as fearful as it
may be...I remind myself to be
still...to be PATIENT...the light
is at the other end of this
"unpleasant weather"...I know
this much is true...dark and
cloudy with a chance of
HOPE...I stand firmly never to
be withered...by the
WEATHER...
CiD * Cooperation Is
Detainment*
Alphabet Soup
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