The rain hits the forehead, the wind glances your hair.
The beauty of life is that it gives us a chance to go forward and be there.
Our hugs, our softness with words can exhaust a new day,
There is sometimes too much going on as our hearts feel a little tame.
Yet with love and hindsight
Gives us a glimmer of hope
Rather going on the path which has a trying slippery slope.
The wind, Sun and rain... All seasons to test the human spirit in all shades of grey
Yet with support, hugs and eternal strength, the wind which follows shall make us hold the cherished time.... And length..
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