Stormy Lives

Storms of Adversities

All seems so quiet before the storm,
Nothing to even relate or even inform;
We go about with business as usual,
Everything is normal just as casual;
Suddenly everything looks so dark,
Being hit like thrown against a bulwark;
The toil and torment that causes stress,
Making your life feeling in a real mess;
Which way to turn in seeking shelter,
From the terrible fury of this twister;
A path of destruction it has ravaged,
Leaving you broke and property pillaged;
It's hard to say how to pick up the pieces,
And when the destructive path ceases;
So much grief being filled with despair,
Forgetting something simple as a prayer;
We have many storms that enter our life,
In loss of job or cash to build the strife;
For our Heavenly Father would like to hear,
Comforting us for a time we have to fear.

Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright ©2004 Richard Newton Sherrer

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