Igloo 6

I stand alone again,
In the midst of the cold rain.
I knew that not every day
Would be filled with sun.
Deep down I still remember,
That there is more sun out here
Than there was inside....

But my heart wonders....
How much can hope endure?
What is too much for one to take?

I know it is better here.
The only puddles left here
Are from the cold rain....
All remnants of my igloo are gone.

Only the memories of it remain.

There will be cloudy days.

There will be rainy days.

But there will be sunny days too.