Dear Sadness,

You are the tears of my pain.

As a grey cloud who rains.

You are the dark side of my day.

A grey cloud who hides light behind you.

You made myself vulnerable.

But,

As a grey cloud, when the rain ceases it.

You leave place for the sun.

And something magic just happen.

Tears will make the flowers bloom,

and the sun will shine on those Roses.

DR&S. 2017