AFTER THE STORM HAS COME AND GONE AND WE'VE HAD THAT REALLY GOOD TALK WITH OURSELVES AND THE MASTER UPSTAIRS...WE RISE, WASH OUR FACE AND...PRESS ON! WELL DONE AND THANKS SO MUCH FOR SHARING, JANE. THIS IS A KEEPER. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS.
It's sad, but it happens, and life is harsh, lonely, but good things come with time also. just the waiting is so hard too. I like this poem, brings memories of a certain person to me.
Reminds me of standing in the eye of a hurricane when it passes over, which I have done physically and in person here on the gulf coast. I have stuck my head around the corner of the building my business was in watching the hurricane come in and then walk the street for about a half hour in dead calm as the eye passed directly over me. There is nothing like experiencing the calm like that after a huge storm.
Of course, the wind switched directions and the hurricane force returned once again, kind of like life does.
Dan ( and I am still here, so far anyway!)
A sad tale but at least "the end" is clearly written "on her past. The poem is a testament to change; we experience things, both good and bad, and we need to go with the flow of the ups and downs. There is an end of every day. John
I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
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written as we move along.
The storms we weathered in the past,
are today what makes us strong.
Loved the last line on this poem. Nice symbolism.
Michael D.
Of course, the wind switched directions and the hurricane force returned once again, kind of like life does.
Dan ( and I am still here, so far anyway!)
Ron
To the end of the storm to a better life ongoing!
Beautifully penned!
Lady Mary Ann
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