Yesterday I was sad,
The storm had not yet passed,
Dark clouds gathered,
Thick, dank, oppressive dawn.
Ozone burned as the storm
Passed, and left a silence,
The air was cold,
And my mood decimated.
Today I am happy,
Clear skies, warm thighs,
An abundance of spring cheer,
And the sound of laughter.
Brightly comes the sun,
Its’ heat filling my soul,
Right overcoming the wrong,
And you are still my song……
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