At the end of every storm, there is light; a glittering rainbow of hope, beautiful, shining hope in glorious hues; after the chaos of the darkness in the howling wind, menacing lightning and roaring thunder, hope! Things will get better as long as I look up and see the rainbows in the clouds: even if everything I owned is ruined, lying in pieces around me, I survived ... and I will run towards the bow.
Yes indeedy, no "bowing out" for you, Karla... especially where there are friends to keep you on the straight, narrow and true that wind forever onwards and upwards... Does Jerry give piggy-backs? :)) K xx
You do have an inner strength to rely on in your times of trouble, you have proven it time and time again and we poets always have somthing that everyone else may not have. We have the power to write our own futures as we see them then make them come true.
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Michelle!
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eT
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Sherry
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Fee
" I will Survive " as Gloria Gaynor famously sang...
Love and Freedom
Peter
You will survive, yes, and something will emerge better than before. Soon the storm will only be a memory!
Richard
Susan
(((HUGS))) and much love (and many prayers), your twin sister, Karen Lynn. :D
XXxx dove