When it rains it pours
My prayers He ignores
If there’s even a He
He’s not listening to me
Pause, breathe, surrender
Where is my defender?
In the eye of the storm I stand
Frantically searching for a hand
This too shall pass, on repeat
Losing ground beneath my feet
They tell us that showers bring flowers
I’d have a garden with that power
Waiting for the sun to shine and rain to dry
All I know is I’m giving it my best try
March Slice of Life Story Challengek
hosted by the Two Writing Teachers
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