For Marie
Hope is the life preserver when great waves of worry and disappointment crash onto our shore when storms pass through, blade sharp lightening flashes startle and endanger us yet though they strike all round we remain unscathed even when storms rage, seeming never to end but as dawn breaks, gray black clouds move off, revealing the promise of a brighter day, the sun rises gilding the sky in the stillness of early morn, the inner informs us this too shall pass. |
Thank you, my friend!
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