24 czerwca 2012
Family
It may rain outside
But there’s always a storm inside.
The thunder is our roaring anger.
The silent lighting is our silent tears.
It may be sunny outside
But things are always sunnier inside.
We are the rays of the sun lighting up each others day.
The blue clouds are the promises we make for bigger brighter days.
There maybe an overcast just outside the door.
But inside it means another storm is coming.
The clouds carry our tears.
Until we let them pour against the voice of the thunder once more.
Without their rays of light I’d die in the cold.
Without the storms I’d forget my reason to love them so.
With both the storms and the light
I’ll still love them.
No matter what the weather.
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