When you feel at your worst
the sky opens up,
pours down its tears...
when you least expect it,
the sun starts peeping
from behind the clouds.
June 2015
©Anneshiningstar2015
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From My Heart
PoetryA collection of poetry Some humorous, some sad and some joyful, but always from the heart. "One day a little mouse Got tired of living in my house Tired of staying on the ground In reach of vicious hounds So out it set upon it's qu...
