On this dark day,
when all seems lost,
say a prayer for all good things.
A mother’s love,
a father’s pride,
family and the love they bring.
The treasured ones,
your dearest friends,
feel their arms around your heart.
Walks in sunlight,
washed clean by rain,
green sprouts break though concrete’s cracks.
Words wrapped in tales,
bright worlds explored,
human spirit in a book.
Hum of voices,
coffee shop chat,
something hot to warm your soul.
Wise words once said:
“This too shall pass,”
time will carry us through it.
Now let’s gather
hope like bright leaves,
Dress ourselves in what might be.
Brighter days come –
Hold my hand and
say a prayer for all good things.