Stormy Days

By Amy Frank


Fear is here to help me,

I cannot cast it away.

Fear also has a purpose.

Fear is here to stay.


Sadness is here to release me.

Tears fall just like the rain.

They burst in storms with thunder —

Dissolving pieces of my pain.


Love is what I’m made of.

It’s who I am beyond this form.

One day I will return home,

But for now I endure the storm. 

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