The Storm

When happy days were common

& we didn't feel such pain

The skies were bright & sunny

not any chance of rain

The sun shone down freely

I felt its warmth with ease

I never feared for thunder

didn't even feel a breeze

Sometimes I think the storm is over

so I look up to the sky

then I see dark clouds hoover

and familiar lightning strikes

The storm is still upon me

but it won't last forever

I'll find my way around it

bad things can get better

I hope there is a rainbow

to always help me remember

the way it felt to hurt

so I cherish happy forever

Sad days now are common

pain is my middle name

Tomorrow will be sunny

without the chance of rain

Reviews

[K.M. Lucero]

This is the story of many people and you have put it into words so gracefully.

[Douglas Keppol]

Beautiful poem! The rhyming is wonderful and it has a steady rhythm. Very nice job.