It rains upon me often,
Like a migraine that won’t pass,
This heavy cloud,
It used to bother me,
Send chills all over,
Summon the darker aspects in my mind,
But no more,
Now it is just so much mist,
The sorrow is naught more than vapour,
I learned something you see,
Showers are intermittent,
And the sun always arrives anew,
Resting above me,
The rain may drench my face,
But I brought an umbrella,
And even in this sick world,
Rain doesn’t last forever.
WorldofHarley 
I like how this is self encouraging and planting hope.
I’ve been on a bit of a positive kick lately. 😊
The Oldschool Harlequin