THE weather has been particularly inclement recently, and yet I believe there is still a God who looks down on us from behind the clouds.

I have written the following poem to reminds us of this.

Despite the clouds that gather,

Let your hearts be filled with cheer,

For the Lord looks down with tear stained eyes,

And whispers I am still here.

For though trouble may come knocking

Just send the devil away

And the the Lord come flocking

For he listens when we pray

So do not be disheartened

For God knows where you are

And on every new born babies birth,

An angel lights a star.

For though your life seems barren,

The Lord holds it very dear,

And in the storms he offers shelters

And whispers I am here.

Helen Ford

Victoria Road

Penarth