On a cloudless day the prospect of rain can seem incomprehensible;
everything is perfect and you can't imagine clouds appearing.
You end up questioning where the rain ever came from when it reappears
like an almost forgotten enemy
and you curse the skies for banishing the sun.
And yet, on those cloudy days, there is always that glimmer of hope.
That ray of sunshine that burns through the clouds and makes the skies that bit brighter.
Maybe if we realised, on those perfect days, that things must surely change
then the rainy days wouldn't make us feel so dreary.
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