Hope's View

A poem I wrote on a dreary day.

Rain falls softly upon the ground
Drizzling softly without a sound

Mist floats over trees of green
And low hanging clouds above can be seen

Gray and dim the world seems to be
And every sorrowful heart longs to be free

Where is the sun, the joy, the song
Where is the happiness for which we all long?

Hard to be found and yet it is there
A spark of hope that floats in the air

Find this spark; it's waiting for you
And once you catch it, it will soon change your view

The rain falling softly brings forth all life
And the low hanging clouds protect from all strife

Sorrowful hearts begin to show hope
And suddenly it seems much easier to cope