There will be days when the sun will not rise and the night will seek for an extension. 

There will be days when the rain won't sease from falling and the muds will taint your skirt. 

There will be days of thunderstorms, when your heart will quake at every starting and ending of the thunder storm.  

There will be days when you will break down, and be faced with dark desires to end it all. 

There will be days when the seeds sown will not sprout. When you will head home with no harvest. 

There will be days when your eyes will be full of tears that pain has rained on you.  

When those days come, don't lose touch with yourself.  

There will be those days. They will come, and go suddenly. 

When they come. Be quick to learn,  and earger to unearth the lessons the season will come with. 

When they go, run with the lessons and pass it on.