Just A Bad Dream Poem by Joyce Hemsley

Darkness descended all around
I saw the flash of light
The storm of life surrounded me
This was my darkest night.

Lonesome was I, you were not there
As the winds tore me apart
And driving rain shattered my soul
So weary was my heart.

Then ~ I saw at break of day
A sunny glade of gold.
My weary heart was glad again
And joyous was my soul.

You were there smiling down at me
From every budding forest tree.