Had my cry on the hill as I watched the sun rise. All of the rabbits jumped in and out of their holes. crows flew in circles.🕳🐇 Then.. as I’m walking into town, I see this written “Through the storm, hold your head held high and don’t be afraid of the dark. At the end of this storm there’s a golden sky. Walk on through the wind. Walk on through the rain. Walk on walk on. You never walk alone.”