Reason

When the rain clouds come, they come for a reason.

It's those around  that say that it's all for the season.

No breath of life or new color is seen,

All to bleek is the winter, but wait theres green!

 

Life stress in words have moments like rain.

For a reason we know, but cant bare the pain.

Not seeing an answer, we strive as our best,

One day at a time and let God to the rest!

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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