No matter how dark the clouds are,
You’re always there at the back of my mind…
And when I see no light, nor picture a silver lining,
I picture you before my closed eyes,
Standing there next to me on my window sill,
Looking at me, love brimming in your eyes
And I can smile again as widely as I can’t…
Turning the dark clouds to fluffy white.
Cliffette's Journal 