For every warm and
sunfilled day
There comes the chilling
rain
For every brilliant flash
of joy
A thunderclap of pain
But time will spread
its healing balm
And wear away my
sorrow
This grief will fade
and I will turn
To face the new
Tomorrow,
A poem I found on a note paper in mums stuff.. not sure if she wrote it or just thought she should
copy it down. Will never know unless someone reading this comments ....
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