Just because the sun is not shining or the sky is not clear does not mean it is not a good day.
Light grey sky, nothing but birds chirping and a cold breeze.
But there is a stillness in the air, a stillness in the streets.
A storm is coming but after the storm has passed comes the sunshine.
We sit in the stillness of our own sadness, awaiting the storm to hit. Not sure how long the rain will last.
But this stillness will pass and the storm will wash away yesterday’s pain.
A fresh day will begin and you will be in my arms again.