It happens all the time:
the sun shines brightest
through the rain,
when snow is on the mountains
and joy is mixed with pain
Courtney paints me pictures
and tells me of her life,
and though we're sometimes lost
in argument and strife;
it's all worth the cost
because sun shines through the rain
and love through the pain,
like a rainbow
when she smiles
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