When it’s bleak outside

When the storm clouds cast an unquenchable darkness

When the drops of rain fly to the windows and cascade down

When the ground is slushy and damp

When lightning flickers and thunder grumbles

When the world is in a cold death

You are my sign of life

You are my signal of hope

Your smile is the sun that casts out dark gray

Your steady breath calms the rolling thunder

You are warm, immediate comfort

You are the weakening of my knees

You are the rapid beating of my heart

You are the uncontrollable smile creeping on my face

You are the palm trees,

Blowing which-way in the balmy breeze

But you are rooted.

You are the push and pull of the crystal clear ocean

The cleansing feeling of the cold, crisp water

Rushing over my toes in the sand

You are my happiness

You are my Hibiscus flower

My conch shell

My cone-full of melted ice cream

When life gives me storm clouds,

You are my summer.

When the dampness of rain overtakes me,

You keep me dry.