Words come at a slow pace
with thoughts that remain lost
one who voices can lead the race
but chooses to reject the cost
Emotions run high and low
at times confused thoughts remain
moments taken as a come and go
one sits to enjoy the forever rain
As the skies clear brightness glows
a heart is filled with hope and prayers
ones mind is filled with positivity it shows
and shared with those who are aware...
they are loved
- Rhoda Galgiani