The Bigger Picture Poem by Craig Mize

The wind blows slow and hard
As the rain drops like tears from the Lord
The sky is black like closed minds
And the earth is standing still like paused time
You steady wonder how could the day get any worst
You even wonder if your life cause might be cursed
But always remember after every storm there's a rainbow
And no matter how bad things get the Lord will never let you go
It is not about how many times we fall it's how many times we get up
I see that you are down now here is my hand let me help you up
These trouble times although hard they will past
And at the end of the day we shall sit back, reminiscence, and laugh