When my clouds formed in my sky
It called the rain, I saw with my eye
Then it called the storm
Which stormed with lightning
There was flooding and I was soaked
My umbrella flew away, I nearly choked
The rains camouflaged my tears
So all they saw from afar was my soaked being
But soon the sky cleared
And my sun appeared
Amazing how men were the first to see
And came to kneel on my dry land
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014
To my readers: Every sky tears up
And cannot shut the storms up
It doesn’t stay that way forever
All we need is to give it time
So don’t mind my rhyme.
Whatever it is you’re going through,
Just know after the rain, the sun will shine.