Daily Hope

Day starts at four dawn

With closed eyes to the Great One

Tranquility reigns

My heart in whispers

Gratitude is my first breath

For life I behold

Mindfulness I seek

No matter what the day brings

Be kind, true and strong

I can never tell

In a quandary I am

Will this be my last?

Poets United Midweek Motif - Everyday Living

the last picnic...

the family’s picnic on Easter weekend

painted the ocean blue

the sand, smoothly grayish and ashen

food, fun, laughter, we all had

stories were told

hopefully joyful to cover the strains

but life is uncertain

in one snap, everything breaks

and falls apart

even hearts mourned and wailed

will there be another reason to picnic?

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