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Aug 2016
Warm, bright summer day.
Blue sky with barely a cloud.
How shall I spend it?
How shall I live in the moment?
All appears so clear and lovely.
On this warm, bright summer day.

Oh no!
What's this?
The dark clouds are rolling in so fast!
This was not in the weather man's forecast!
Such strong gusts!
Where has this storm come from?
All of a sudden?
I need to find shelter,
before I get pelted!
By the hail.
Which comes with this fierce gale.

Without warning.
From a warm, clear sunny day.
A storm has come my way.
Just like in my life.
Skies can be either sunny or grey.
I need to take shelter under God's wing.
Every day.
For I will never know when will come
the sudden storms.
So it is always wisest
to just stay
in His arms.
The Faithful Dreamer
Written by
The Faithful Dreamer  Canada
(Canada)   
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