Hope
The clouds part and the sun shines through
I know you are looking down on me
I can feel it
The warmth of the sun on my face
Is like the warmth of your everlasting love
The clouds open up
As if you are calling me to take your hand
Slowly I reach out
And I feel nothing
I'm disappointed but I still feel the suns warmth
So I know you are still there
Closing my eyes I drop to my knees
With my hands stretched to the sky I pray
I pray that you are happy
I pray that you are proud of me
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