Cloudy days standing in your way,
Even as you pray,
On your knees
Facing the sky,
Wanting answers to your questions,
As a tear falls from your eye.
Rain beginning to pour down,
Not listening to one sound,
Trying to hide your pain,
Wondering what you have to gain.
There will always be some stormy nights,
When you fight tears,
But the sun always comes up after the storm,
So hold on tight,
The flowers will blossom,
And tomorrow will be a better day,
But remember the sun always comes up after the storm.
Author notes
the poem i wrote for my great uncle the one who lost his wife aka my aunt
Written June 7th, 2005
A contest entry
- Turn my frown around by Aldo the great.
300 points, ended March 2, 2006, 14 entries
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This is a very encourging poem to those who feel like their world will never get better.
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thank you, that was beautiful, lets hope my sun rises soon
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this was such a pretty poem.it was really good. great read. simple but still beautiful.it when i read it i kept thinking about a time when i was really down and it was raining but after the rain stopped there was a rainbow outside and it sorta gave me hope. i can relate to this poem. thx for a great read.also, thxfor the comment!
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I am certain this poem helped him in his time of grief. It is a true and optimistic view.
I was stationed in Boston for more than a year. You're in Mass.?
If you like "Sorority Girls" you can find more of my vampire writes in the list "A Hedonistic Vampire".
Andy
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