Ariannith

I had lost all joy and hope, My heart was filled with much despair, I walked out into the sunlight, To breathe the clean, fresh air. I walked a mile or maybe two, I ask myself, "Why feel so blue?" I looked around me –seeing there, Daffodils, green grass, blue sky, But clouds were forming too. Then the rain fell gently down. I walked on, back toward town. I told myself, "The clouds must come, The rain must fall." If not, the daffodils will never bloom, Nor the green grass grow. So this is life- To live it fully, to know its beauty, We must accept the rain, it is our duty. Clouds disappear, the sun will shine- On joy and