There are times
when I feel sad;
and then, the only thing I do,
is send my piercing glances
to the sky.

There I see
birds flying,
and dark clouds floating;
and I think, “What does
the future hold in store for me?”

I think and think,
as those dark blots;
the clouds I mean
float on and on,
past my eyes.

But that silvery white lining,
that each dark cloud has,
is what consoles me…
For each dark cloud,
does have a silver lining!