In the eye of the storm
where the rain clouds let up
past to my back
hope the future clears up
Praying for better days
keep it real in better ways
hope calm weather stays
Future in my eyes
a life when no one dies
and great mind collides
you got to love these time
where the grand ma and grand child sits
and everybody eats
as they reminisces
on the good old days
Robert Roberts
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eye-of-the-storm-11/
