Sunny Days Wouldn’t Be Special if it Wasn’t For Rain or: It’s Hard
It’s hard to hope for sunshine,
When for miles and miles there’s only rain.
It’s hard to make it through these tough times,
When you’re constantly bombarded with pain.
It’s hard to dream of days to come,
When its hard to get any good sleep.
It’s hard to make it out of the slums,
When you realize you want out, after you’re in too deep.
But we can’t allow our dreams to be deterred,
We can’t allow our purpose to be deterred.
Instead, we must rise above the adversity we face,
All in hopes of moving along from this place.
In the end, we’ll see the promise land, someday.
But all I see, is rain today.
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Hey Van,
Your writing just keeps getting better and better every time I read it… and I’m loving it.
But hey, just keep your head up man. Things will get better, and remember, things get worse before they get better. Life is a rollercoaster, so enjoy the ride while you can!
Missin ya!
-S







as quoted by you “turn that frown upside down”
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