Like a new
Day storm whose
Lightening pops flashing
My dark room
I venture outside
Listening to taps
On my tin
Roof and there
East beyond the
Tree line a
Line of yellow
Breaks free of
Heavy clouds and
Through the pelting
Rain I feel dawns
Sun bathe me
In warmth you
Were that sun
Which broke free
From my storm
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 
This is beautiful and at first poignant, but breaking away from that darkness and bathing in the shine, that’s what we all should look for. Very beautifully penned, loved how it transitioned to a hopeful note.
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Thank you very much
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