Trouble
Sure my world was full of trouble
It's always been that way
Man, I think I've had more than double
Some sadness every day
Rain and storms have come to drench me
Skies have often turned to gray
Demons and ghosts have obsessed me
Always in my dreams - but say
It sure is great today
Whats the use of always crying
Just makes the trouble last
Whats the use of always whining
By dredging up the past
It's today that I am living,
Not those many years ago
It may rain again tomorrow
But, on with life, I will go
Will sun always be in my future?
Some rain may darken my way
Only God will know for sure
But say, isn't life great today?
I think so
Jim 2008
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