When you ask for the sun
It rains
When you ask for the rain
It shines
Some things at times
Just makes your mind wonder.
When you hope for it
It's nowhere to be found
When you least expect it
It turns around
Shocked but delighted
Surprised but thankful
It's a start
And hopefully not the last
Sun is bright
Skies are clear
Maybe the rain will come
Maybe it wont.
*smile*
Monday, July 10, 2006
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