The wind blows slow and hard <br />As the rain drops like tears from the Lord <br />The sky is black like closed minds <br />And the earth is standing still like paused time <br />You steady wonder how could the day get any worst <br />You even wonder if your life cause might be cursed <br />But always remember after every storm there's a rainbow <br />And no matter how bad things get the Lord will never let you go <br />It is not about how many times we fall it's how many times we get up <br />I see that you are down now here is my hand let me help you up <br />These trouble times although hard they will past <br />And at the end of the day we shall sit back, reminiscence, and laugh<br /><br />Craig Mize<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-bigger-picture/
