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Weather Man

Some of us see the rain,
more than the sunshine.
And I mean, really, that’s fine..
eventually you learn to appreciate it.
I’ve learned to dance between the drops,
as well as I’ve learned to cry in it.
but like the flowers and trees
I grow, I thrive in it.
Seeds sprouting
after endless tears have watered them.
i just have to give them time, don’t bother them..
from despair true beauty can grow
little did I know
that you’d come along
with arms so strong
you picked me up when i was falling apart;
a new feeling of admiration
growing in my heart..
showing me the simple things i’ve wanted from the start; but
simplicity is everything but simple;
you’ve treated my mind,
body and heart
as a true temple;
every moment shared with you
is sacred;
my weatherman you have given me
a new outlook on the very thing I hated..
I know i’m not perfect, i never claimed to be
My mind is such a messy place,
but you are my peace.
you are the calm,
the eye of my storm;
and you’ve, weathered me.


- Poetic Gawdess
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