![]() Cloudy DaysA Poem by MaryLately my life has been a storm, It starts out as a little drizzle of problems, Where you think once the problems are taken care of You can continue on your merry way. But no. The rain urges on and more problems arise. You forget what free time feels like, And the most important things take a backseat. The only thing you can do is hold an umbrella, And hope it doesn’t blow away too. But with it your hands are still full, And the problems are still there Just momentarily blocked. You wait and wait, For the sky to clear. And sometimes it does. But the sun can only shine so long, And you feel again the calm before the storm. Before you know it there are rain drops on your shoulder, And winds that spin you out of control once more. If only there was a shelter for life’s storm. © 2010 MaryAuthor's Note
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