The day began as my mood was,
Bright and sunny,
Full of light,
Full of hope.
Then the winds changed,
Changed with my mood,
I became dark and broody,
A storm brewed inside me.
Then the clouds turned dark,
The winds began to blow,
The day turned dark and grey,
As dark as I felt inside.
Darks clouds gathered,
And the winds blew fierce,
As if they obeyed,
How I felt in my soul.
The dark winds billowed,
And my soul felt the same.
R.L.J.
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