Gloomy close

Sometimes we tumble through holes
keeping us at a gloomy close
Sometimes fogs hang about our heads
continually pondering what is dread

Life’s troubles
knows no body
Let every rain double
blessings awaits in her bubbles

Sometimes we shed a tear
tears under the night’s lair
Thinking of what to be feared
uncertainty and despair

In our darkest ours
gloom and sorrow showers
In our needs
Hope we shall feed.

Every Sun will shine
Every season will pass
Life knows no kind
different facets in disguise.