...awhile

A longer night
a lingering sigh
a teary eyes
a tearing hope
then joy come in the morning!
A windy dusk
a colorful Walk
a cloudy sky
a watered lawn
All for a purpose it serves.
Do what you can,
burst what you can't!
let the night drain away your fears
Will the pillow soak away your tears
no matter how bad it becoming
There is always joy in the morning!


-Ub.