The storm's fury spent, grey clouds drift away,
Sun peeks through the wreckage, a brand new day.
Bruises may linger, a reminder of strife,
But love's tender hand brings hope back to life.

Broken branches mend, with nature's art,
Withered blooms awaken, with a vibrant new start.
Debris cleared and scattered, a fresh start is made,
Love is the strongest shelter, where hearts are unafraid.

Hand in hand we stand, surveying the scene,
A love that endures, forever evergreen.
Though storms may revisit, their power subdued,
Love after the storm, a stronger love imbued.