The sun peeks through the clouds so gray,
A little light to start the day.
Don't look at puddles on the floor,
Look at the sunshine by the door.
If things seem hard and troubles rise,
Look for the twinkle in your eyes.
A friendly face, a helping hand,
A seed of hope in barren land.
Turn from the shadows, dark and deep,
A brighter promise you can keep.
Find good in all, though small it seems,
And chase away the gloomy dreams.
T.M.Solvang
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