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Sunday, May 22, 2016

Hope Fire

Some mornings
I wake up
Feeling exposed
For all
That I'm not

Feeling small

In this big world

Aware that
My efforts
To ease

Life’s pain
Are hardly enough
Given what’s before me


Feeling foolish
For trying
To keep my hope fire
Alive

And when
Mornings like this
Come

I offer still
My hardly enough efforts
And smoldering hope fire
To the world

Because really
What more
Can I do