Thursday, July 14, 2011


The day was bright
As if the first day of the earth
The sky clear, with not a cloud to speckle it
The breeze was merry and so was I

The next day dawned
All bleary and grey
With only clouds and no sky
The wind grew chiller, and my mind dark

The third day arrived, or did it?
I could not tell
so dark, so cold, it rained
I wept...

I thought, all days would be bright and warm
all nights clear and cool;
The changes in seasons
I could not bear

Then I met someone
who taught me to
be warm in heart
cheery and bright

No matter what the day
I shall always arise
bright and clear in heart and mind
Filled with love and glory divine....


  1. Interesting take to this poem, and good flow of thought. Liked the positive ending to it. :)

    1. Thanks Leo!

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