Jul 2014
The Sun shines above the clouds
While it's raining below
The storm always passes
Though someday a new one will take its place
That one will also pass
So don't put worry into it
It's the storms that make the flowers grow
While it's raining below
The storm always passes
Though someday a new one will take its place
That one will also pass
So don't put worry into it
It's the storms that make the flowers grow
You remember analysing poems in school, I hated it because- how could a teacher's opinion have more validation than my own when all it came down to was personal interpretation? Storms are my metaphor for arguments.
