The sun may not always shine and the flowers not always bloom;
And the dark clouds of sorrow and despair may fill your life with gloom.
There may be days when it gets so hot, you seek cover in the shade;
And there will be times when the storms of life will rain on your parade.
But take heart, my friend, and don't you fret, there is Comfort on the way
To get you through these tough times and brighten your rainy day.
He will chase away all your clouds, and your broken heart, He'll mend;
And your life, like a spring shower, will be a rainbow in the end.
For Taylor
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