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Storm clouds gathered in the distance,
Despite blues skies and the warm sun.
It threatened our love's very existence,
Not prepared for what was to come.
The dark clouds swept in so fast,
The wind blew tears from our eyes,
Not knowing how long the storm would last,
To seek shelter would have been wise.
In driving rain we turned a reddened cheek,
And stood there without protection ,
By now our Love was cold and weak,
Tossed around, now seeked direction.
While thunder drowned our thoughts of love,
We tried to shelter from the rain,
Now shaken from what came from above,
Will our Love be calm again?
The stormed passed, blue skies once more,
How much of our love does now remain? 
Can it be complete as it was before?
Can it stand tall and strong again?
But wounded hearts can be repaired,
If affection can be found,
With belief our love can be repaired,
If our hearts still together bound.
So when storm clouds gather in the distance,
Despite blue skies and the warm sun,
Our Love can pose resistance,
Well prepared for what's to come.