Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall
I've been on a poetry kick lately. Longfellow is still one of my favorites. I love that he acknowledges sorrow and hardship but remains hopeful. For the most part, I'm uplifted after partaking. I like to read poetry when life is busy cuz it's easy to put down. With novels, I get so involved in the story, I just want to read and read and read until I'm done.