The dark gloomy clouds covered the skies.
In the distance I heard roar of thunder.
Then the rain pelted down as if God was
crying for the faithless race below.
What a horrible blow!
Then I thought of blue skies, fluffy white clouds
and sun rays and even a blue wren.
God’s Son’s rays shine to all His children.
© Yvonne Matheson
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