After a bad day, a bad night also has its way. Seems like it's hard to get a break, in comes the earthquake. All shaken from the quaking, the effects aren't mistaken.
Got to counteract, to stay on a positive track. Because the day is bad, can't let the mind go sad. Being kind of tired, the minds a little wired.
With a line drawn, all joys not gone. Some light remains, even as it rains. Warm April showers, during dark cold hours.
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Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on February 25, 2004
Yes, there is always that light at the end of a tunnel and if not, there is always hope for a light. Hope and faith. Twin motivators.
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~ Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu ~