A Scarlet Visitor

In The Morning Light~~~

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Most mornings, I stand before my kitchen window,
Gazing out into the world beyond,
Hoping to find something, anything,
That might restore a little hope,
Spark a day that could be filled with gratitude
Rather than dismay.

I don’t need to tell you
That some mornings this isn't easy.

The world seems burdened with more sorrow
Than it can carry.

Wars that know no ending,
Mothers and fathers struggling to pay the rent
Or put food on the table.

Seniors forced to choose between
Tending to their health
And tending to their dwindling savings.

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Children arriving at school with empty stomachs,
Having left home without breakfast
Because there was none to be had.

And the stories go on, one after another,
Each carrying its measure of…