Rain

By Mike Bullock

It isn’t easy to explain
How you manage in the rain
Everything is soaking wet
Sogginess is all, and yet
There blows a wind, a drying breeze
In amongst the bronchial wheeze
A knowing, warming, deep down hope
That there is someone who can cope
With all that life can hurl at you
Help you see a clearer view
That you will rise from all your pain
Strengthened by your Lord again
Once more dancing in the sun
Learning how to have some fun
Tunnel vision sees The Light
Stormy days will turn out bright.