Tomorrow Touch?
Again when dawn breathes life to morning promise
Believe then I shall time touch, no doubting-Thomas
Aunt Mary Ann abandoned-vacant fragrant bed of flower
Farmer Wilbert ’neath the sod, not evermore a “plow”-er
And Daddy-dear can’t play catch with a little boy in tears
While Mama smiles from heaven knowing deserted fears
A scarlet-card posted for Valentine to mend a broken hearted
Jilted intended recipient not home. Alas! Eternally departed
Spring rains tempt wild Morels to pop, but Gramps has left the building
No more cherry custard pie from Grams laced with sweet love’s gilding
Red rockets’ glare surreal eerie shadowing the cemetery marble stones
Blinded-dead eyes stare empty vision in hot purgatory cleansing atones
“One day” proclaim again vow finally to live---“Tomorrow!”
Survivor tears shed not for thee-loss but rather for me-sorrow
Mother Nature’s vibrant palette paintbrush wielded wild
Autumn-pleasure appreciated to any attuned who smiled
“Home-y” aroma-warmth embraced cherished family around
Enjoy a roasted turkey-feast delight among loved-ones abound
Utter not one solitary complaint against ice-snow winter-event
Dare march head of the sacred parade on celestial heaven-bent
And “Thank You! Lord!” For one more chance to challenge try
So blessed be lowly me that today I might finally attempt to fly
“Oh! Holy Night!” Dearly departed cannot reverently partake
Christmas is the best of time each day of life we purpose make
Lament not victim me for what the past has wrongf’lly wrought
Fear not! In courage harvest happy times purely stark-white sought
Eschew all lies! Find peace within thy own true-time where
Savor sugar-sweet life-breath in hand and heart dare share
Amen!
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