sometimes it rains
and the teardrops
mixed with pain
fall from our eyes
there are times
when it’s too cold
and we say we’re fine
with a frozen heart
there are days
when it’s warm with the sun’s rays
behind us are melted worries
and the brightest smiles on our face
and when finally
the weather’s just right
we ask ourselves
will it rain?
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