When the portals open,
And the storms rage in,
Sending in wild winds,
When the sun burns,
And the stars no longer stare,
When there are no mountains to climb up to,
Or caves to hide in,
When days seem too long,
And troubles seem to never go away,
When hope's rays struggle to descend,
And joy becomes but a memory,
Stolen by the hands of time,
Leaving nothing but a blurry vision,
With no one to hold onto,
But lonely silent cries,
Still,
In these silent moans,
I hope you find a reason,
To flip over the pages gone,
And reflect on the many little blessings,
Counting along as time passes,
And say,
Even as troubles sway,
'I will not waste away'...

© Anu_writes
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