Here I am
somewhat depressed
After many
days working on the roof
With very
little rest
I feel as
though this rain filled moment is a test
Will I make
it through?
Will I
someday look back and think this was a jest?
Perhaps it
was just a rough spot in my life’s quest
I am getting
so I despise the rain
I know into
every life a little rain must fall
But why do I
have to get it all?
I know I am
whining to be sure
But what,
may I ask, is the cure?
I know I can
think and hope the rain will go away
All I want is
another sunny day
Is that too
much to ask?
May I give
the Lord above another task?
It may seem
selfish in my own way
But may I
please have another sunny day?
