Storms - Margie DeMerell

There will be storms, child

There will be storms

And with each tempest

You will seem to stand alone

Against cruel winds

But with time, the rage and fury

Shall subside

And when the sky clears

You will find yourself

Clinging to someone

You would have never known

But for storms.

- So true. The storm-clouds have a silver lining that's sometimes very hard to see, especially if you are in the eye of the storm. When the tough times in your life pass - you are able to look back and see what or who you gained from having weathered the storm.