I could not see, on my side of town
where the snow was falling swiftly down,
that a few miles down the road I'd find
that the clouds had thinned and the sun still shined
on the northern hills.
Guess I haven't learned what I thought I had
when you look around and the storm looks bad,
keep moving on.
Beyond the clouds is a sun bathed hill
where the face of God is shining still
and there is no storm.
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