Summer Hailstorms

By kathleen

Sun, 12 Sep 2004
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Summer Hailstorms

They say that with every cloud
There comes a silver lining
But my cloud is fit to burst
And hanging over me -
I'm waiting for the sun
To come and start shining,
But every glimmer that appears
Teases me, and escapes in a moment

Certificate PG
Story
Spiritual