When it's grey and cloudy
And the skies just pour and pour,
Have you ever doubted
That the sun would shine once more?
After being frozen
By a winter's frost and snow,
Have you ever questioned
Whether springtime buds would show?
Sometimes life brings cloudy skies,
And cold and wintry days-
These, too, will melt away beneath
Hope's bright warming rays
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