[Prompt from http://daily-writing.blogspot.com/ . Sorry for the late update. The internet cut out on me last night and I’ve been tending to a sick dog all day.]
Sometimes I get a good feeling
And then, like a flash, it’s gone.
Sometimes I get a light of hope,
Then the darkness overcomes.
But this life of mine is mine.
And I find I have a choice to see
Grey storm clouds everywhere
Or to believe that there is some
Sunlight that’s always behind them.