
When life is dark and stormy,
with fewer ups than downs. 
Still waiting for the moment, 
when smiles replace the frowns. 
You're at that point where life is hell. 
A black hole full of glitches. 
Then a glorious flash of light, 
when hope reborn first twitches. 
That moment when you're really sure 
that the evidence is plain. 
The light at the end of the tunnel, 
Isn't a bloody train! 
1 comment:
Hello David,
I too have written something called "Light at the end of the tunnel".
It was a short story I wrote in the mid 1990's but it started life as a series of bedtime stories that I used to tell my son.
Anyway I have now taken early retirement from the Civil Service and I am currently busy writing more to expand it into a full blown book. I thought I should just check whether anyone else had done a book of this name.
Like youur poem and blog.
Best wishes
Trevor Marsh
Bolsover,
Chesterfield
trevormarsh@sky.com
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