At the End
At the end of winter, the flowers bloom.
At the end of a rainstorm, the clouds part.
At the end of night, the dawn breaks.
At the end of grief, hope is reborn.
At the end of winter, the flowers bloom.
At the end of a rainstorm, the clouds part.
At the end of night, the dawn breaks.
At the end of grief, hope is reborn.