Life is not full of black & white, there are some grey spots too,
Not every grey cloud brings thunder, some bring water too!
That was a limerick somebody I admired composed ages ago, he wrote it out to me in a letter, which was subsequently stolen, but I have the poem etched in my memory.
He wrote it when he was in deep trouble, he's risen now.
I am waiting to rise, still struggling, and keep thinking of this poem to make myself smile!
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