In the bleakest of midwinters
On the coldest of cold days
The sun still keeps its promise
And light will have its way
No matter how drear the prospects
Or the forecasts doom and dread
Look for the light at the end of the tunnel
There are better times ahead
Padre
Padre's Ramblings 
I sincerely hope you are right…
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I’m watching the sun trying to rise and peak through the clouds and I think that’s how the new year will be – slowing but surely the clouds will part and we will have the full extent of light in our days ahead.
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