After Clouds Have Cleared Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

A tear from an eye to drop,
After clouds have cleared...
And thundering storms and rain has stopped,
With a smile one adorns to be seen to glow...
On a face that appears from ear to ear to show,
Can only mean one thing...
In the midst of frowns and complaints one hears.
Something meaningful felt has come to not suspect.
To dawn on that one others have 'yet' to find!
A happiness discovered has finally been found.
And discovered at a time,
A choice to be like others...
Who have chosen to lose their minds,
Has been removed as an option.
To leave one feeling the presence of 'that',
One can only describe as being 'divine'.

'Look at the 'nut' over there.
Smiling with 'nothing' to show for it.'

~Well...
There are 'some' who are quietly crazed.
And there are others who prefer to make announcements.~

'And...
Which ones are 'we'? '

~Don't worry about it.
Let's stay here to listen to the complaints and arguments.
What other choices do we have? ~