The Passing Of The Rain
By Brett Van Sickle, Kenai
Each time that I’m away from you, a storm brews in my heart.
The clouds get ever darker, because I know we are apart.
Grey skies build deep within me, and thunder fills my mind.
Inside my soul it’s raining, till you again I find.
Now counting every moment, and counting every day.
Until again I’m with you, to chase this storm away.
Soon now I will hold you, the clouds begin to break.
Counting down the minutes, till the homebound trip I take.
In the distance I see sunshine, feel the warmth upon my face.
Every moment getting closer, my heart begins to race.
This never ending love we share, will stop this storm of pain.
For ever with you in my heart, brings the passing of the rain.