Turbulent storm, angry and scared,
cried out enraged, but no one cared.
Created pains, left to repair,
erasing times, leaving despair.

Passive sun rays, appeared to see,
the storm was hurt, felt so lonely.
Shined upon it, no guarantee,
as an attempt to stop the spree.

No words were said, offered a hug,
in hopes the storm would feel a tug.
Sun showed it cared by giving love,
calming blast down with warmer snugs.

Gale was surprised to see light near,
a silent cheer dried up all tears.
Sun glowed up close, removing fears,
emitting light so blows could clear.

Gust was now thrilled to find a friend,
opened trust up, so shine could blend,
knowing full well sorrows can mend,
infinite bonds will never end.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Originally Published on January 26, 2021

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  1. There is calmness both before and after a storm- one of apprehension and the other of sorrow. Beautifully thought and penned by you, Grace! So appealing πŸ’πŸ’–

  2. What a beautiful poem…it touched my heart instantly…somewhere, I could very much relate to it…beautifully written, dear Grace βœ¨β€οΈπŸ’«

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