My Rock and Hard Place

by reginadee2014


My Rock and Hard Place

Regina Puckett

Stuck between a rock and a hard place

Feet moving but not running the race

Storm clouds cover a bright, risen sun

But every so often it peeks to watch me run

So laugh at me, storm clouds and pouring rain

My rock and hard place understand my pain

The rock has my back and lets me rest

Every time the hard place puts me to the test