[Mrs Graybeard]

Sometimes my cross is hard to bear
For there is darkness everywhere,
And thoubles pile around my door
Like autumn leaves forevermore.

The morning light seems far away,
Like I am stuck in yeasterday.
My heart is beating lika a drum -
I try to pray, but words won't come.

But then the sun begins to rise
And hope is born within my eyes,
A rainbow forms among my tears
For faith is stronger than my fears!
-Clay Harrison