Dark Clouds

The clouds are dark over the horizon
Are they because of the change of season?
Are they omen of things beyond reason?

Or do they offer hope of redemption?

The summer that passed by had been arid

The weather was tremendously humid

The rain was scarce just like money in pockets

No matter how much we pray over our wallets.

Beyond those clouds, is there a ray of hope

We can set our eyes on and help us cope,

With all our trials and difficulties,

With all of our problems and our worries?

(N. B.:  Dear Friends, sorry for my whole week of absence.  Had internet connection problems.)

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