(written May 2023)

Rivulets of red
blend
into the fluffy
white clouds.
Another day
draws to an
end.
Soon the moon
will emerge
with the stars
to illuminate the sky.
While weary workers
close their eyes.
For some
the night may
not bring rest
as they attempt
to relieve their worries.
And for others, there
might not be
dawn.
Tomorrow is never
promised.
As we wake
we should consider
that is something we
can never count on.
For the air in our
lungs can be so
instantly gone.
Copyright © 2023 Maggie Watson
All Rights Reserved
So true.🙏🏼❤️
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Thank you for reading Melissa ❤️🙏❤️
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So amazing.
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Thank you Anita 💙🙏💙
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So very true
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