The Silver Line

I woke up and heard
There are several plunks outside
Rain seemingly has been watering all night along
I was supposed to less cheeriness
It’s odd due to, surprisingly it doesn’t
Just mild and light of feeling
In spite of everything went as it should I supposed
The spark of luck approach and save our neck in necessary moment
Four weeks had elapsed since we had to bury the crown
But we’ll not give up for everything
We’ll return to make an action
Very one last effort, then give it rest
The rain still falling harder and heavier
The wind is coming too
Deliver a cold but also the hope
It realize me then,
After the rain it is always the sun
That’s my one last hope for us before the season close down


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