The Darkest Hour - a poem

Here is a little poem I thought was good, felt like sharing.

The Darkest Hour

I stood there in the dark
looking towards the sky
I felt the rain fall down
a tear fell from my eye

I stood there all alone
and felt the chilly air
I looked all about
not another soul was there

I began to lose my hope
that there would again be light
that once again I would stand
with the sun so bright

And just as the sky
grew darker than the night
I saw a bit of hope
I saw a shining light

Just as my burdens seemed
more than I could take
out on the horizon I saw
the darkness start to break

The sun rose slowly up
and brought my soul along
now I can feel the warmth
my soul can sing a song

The darkest hour comes
just before the light
so when darkness holds you
stand firm with all your might.