For Drey and Yammy

I do not fully understand what is going on, but it is in times of pain where we need so much more support and prayer from the people around us. This poem is one of my favourites, and it's for <a href="">Drey</a> and <a href="">Yammy</a>, both of whom are undergoing rough times.
<blockquote>Life, believe, is not a dream,
So dark as sages say;
Oft a little morning rain
Foretells a pleasant day:
Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,
But these are transient all;
If the shower will make the roses bloom,
Oh, why lament its fall?
Rapidly, merrily,
Life's sunny hours flit by,
Gratefully, cheerily,
Enjoy them as they fly.
What though death at times steps in,
And calls our Best away?
What though Sorrow seems to win,
O'er hope a heavy sway?
Yet Hope again elastic springs,
Unconquered, though she fell,
Still buoyant are her golden wings,
Still strong to bear us well.
Manfuly, fearlessly,
The day of trial bear,
For gloriously, victoriously,
Can courage quell despair!
– Charlotte Bront&euml;</blockquote>
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