A gloomy sky,
A blurry day.
It’s foggy around,
so hard to see.

Life may be as unclear as the sky,
Troubles and worries are plenty.

But, as it rains dust of troubled thoughts are washed away.

As it rains, there’s an opportunity
to pray and lift our adversaries
to the Father Almighty.

This poem was written/submitted by Melody Lu Dolleson.