Dark Clouds

There are dark clouds that come and go. In your life, you will experience pain. As life's dark storms will ebb and flow, Cold will come creeping after rain. At twilight's fall; the coldness coming, Straight to the heart, then to the brain, Like some tired homing pigeon homing. Sometimes, it takes healing to maintain. Just whispered words of heart-felt love, Soothing vows from your sincere heart. Your warmest feelings, a special trove, Can enjoin forever; to never part. Dark clouds may come, but will not last. Like dusk is followed by the night. The future always succeeds the past, And so all wrongs can be made right.