They prayed in the morning through
Light conversation to
Color the air
They all breathed.
They looked on the sunny side
And there they found bliss
Or at least this is what
They believed.
Not too good
Was their bad.
Could be worse meant
So sad.
They were happy in tough times.
Overjoyed when they passed.
They learned from experience that
Tough times never last.
They knew that the grass
Got greener in cycles.
And they knew it was the cycles that passed.
+ There are no comments
Add yours