Very few love stories have sunny days, everyday. Most have a storm pass thru from time to time. Thank goodness for the rainbow at the end of that storm...it means that the sun will shine again and the love story will continue on.
why do some always look at the dark side of the moon when we all know it has a bright side?
(Wlliam, when you write on your blog, i always have the urge to respond with my tuppence worth... this does not happen to me when leaving comments on other blogs;)
The breaks grow stronger with time and the little things have more life than the larger picture. As for rainbows - a promise made after every storm passes. (Hugs)Indigo
Thank you, Monika, I’m glad. Feel free to use the rainbow in this poem.
Erin, thanks. Yes.
Jan, I’ll go one further and say thank goodness for the storm. Thank you.
Thank you, Laura!
Rahina, I’m honored you feel that way. And remember, even the moon doesn’t show us both sides at once.
As it should be, Donna. And its meaning has changed for me since I wrote it, and it continues to change. Or more is revealed.
Anthony, thank you. I appreciate that word, “complete.”
Thank you too, Indigo. What you say about the breaks growing stronger reminds me of another short poem I posted last May. It’s called William’s Law, and it goes like this:
Grief in finding it broken, joy in the beauty of each new piece.
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William,
a rainy day without a rainbow in
sight.
Love your Love Story!
Monika
A true communion between spirits. Wonderful. Lucky, lucky you.
xo
erin
Very few love stories have sunny days, everyday. Most have a storm pass thru from time to time. Thank goodness for the rainbow at the end of that storm...it means that the sun will shine again and the love story will continue on.
Very beautiful words William.
beautifull... simply in short words so much meaning of life
why do some always look at the dark side of the moon when we all know it has a bright side?
(Wlliam, when you write on your blog, i always have the urge to respond with my tuppence worth... this does not happen to me when leaving comments on other blogs;)
I know not what this means to you, only with mine eyes can see.
So complete. A love story said so well. Thanks
The breaks grow stronger with time and the little things have more life than the larger picture. As for rainbows - a promise made after every storm passes. (Hugs)Indigo
Thank you, Monika, I’m glad. Feel free to use the rainbow in this poem.
Erin, thanks. Yes.
Jan, I’ll go one further and say thank goodness for the storm. Thank you.
Thank you, Laura!
Rahina, I’m honored you feel that way. And remember, even the moon doesn’t show us both sides at once.
As it should be, Donna. And its meaning has changed for me since I wrote it, and it continues to change. Or more is revealed.
Anthony, thank you. I appreciate that word, “complete.”
Thank you too, Indigo. What you say about the breaks growing stronger reminds me of another short poem I posted last May. It’s called William’s Law, and it goes like this:
Grief in finding it broken, joy in the beauty of each new piece.
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