Our sun will still rise
We will have our prize to claim
And walk without shame
Tree leaves will still fall
Beautiful autumn for all
And hear heaven’s call
Still there will be joys
And, too, playing girls and boys
Games, laughter and toys
Fret not! The sun still shines . . .
Even behind the dark clouds!
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Another good one. Not that the others aren’t, but this one clicked with me.
Thank you so much, Robert! All the best to you, and as always, with blessings!
That’s the word called “HOPE”. However dark, the Sun will come out during the day to shine.
Absolutely! Thank you so much, Cattie, and all the best to you w/blessings!
Thanks.
Awesome poem!
Thank you!