how is the sun
different from a mother?
her brightness a wakeup call
to a world that lingers in darkness
unable to shake the night
the blood spilled cries
of the hungry the cold
tears from the lonely
their shaking fear of tomorrow
to live another day
we’ll need strength
to try again get it right
move forward together
not stop or go back
nor turn away or split up
to comfort heal laugh
inspire encourage
love along the way
hope lives in a bright place
peace is the campfire
dancing in a circle of eyes
perhaps an idealistic
too-principled and unrealistic
view for this world
but I do know
that sleep is sweetest
when the heart is tired
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