It is foreordained that nature changes after rain.
Storm riders, that is what we call ourselves.
We are one, a mama and her eight children.
Amidst all odds, we have stayed stronger together.
We have been broken by the land of a typhoon.
Stradelling the sadness brought by the waves.
Staying afloat in high tide.
Resolving misery due to the scorching sun.
An illness befalled us, a divorce broke our happiness, family fued threathening our oneness, poverty almost ring on us.
Despite all odds we have stayed together.
So, Storm Riders befit us and endless blessings would be our eternal prayers. Amen.
work in progress... together .. one ... family .. kinship