Some days are just harder than others. This is normal. Keep going.
some days you must walk through mud under skies of gray let nothing stand in your way
Some days are just harder than others. This is normal. Keep going.
some days you must walk through mud under skies of gray let nothing stand in your way
A poem about gray skies and foggy days…
no sun this morning only grayness thickened with fog yet in the dreariness the roosters are crowing birds are twittering chattering welcoming this day it matters not that the leaves lie soggy and dead it matters not that the sky forgot to be blue the whiteness of the fog is simply a wedding veil to be lifted at the right moment for morning's kiss
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