Bluebird On Your Windowsill

Carmen Elizabeth Clarke.

With every tear you’ve washed away,
All things kept locked inside.
You count your joys this lovely day,
And wonder why you cry.

There’s a bluebird on your windowsill,
There’s a rainbow in your sky.
There are happy thoughts your heart to fill,
Dear enough to make you cry.

What if perchance, your heart grows sad,
You still can smile again.
With every tear, you ever had,
Comes the sunshine after rain.

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The rainy days may come and go,
The clouds soon roll away.
Everything will come if you wish it so,
As an answer when you pray.

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