Every Tomorrow
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There was a time
When the weight of my world
Fell onto tired shoulders
With little strength to fight
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I watched the sun set
On so many, many things
And was trapped within
The slowly dying light
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The shadows there
Held every brilliant wrong
As the coming darkness hid
Anything, as yet, still right
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And the candles you lit
Could not breathe that air
Crushed by the despair
That dark became the night
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In blindness, I groped
To find the will and want
Bear the weight, one more day
Not give in to undue plight
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Like time stood still
I did not count the days
Before a blessed sunrise
Began to share its bright
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And the lesson learned
In a valley, so gray and low
Is that every tomorrow
Holds a hope for sight
~~~
commonsensiblyspeaking 
Amazing, truly wonderful writing 👏👏👏👏
Thank you, Bree!
Brad, I love your way with words and life. The first stanza had me! I understand. Love and hugs my friend. 💕🤗🌻
Thank you, Karla! You are generous with your praise. Love and hugs to you, my friend! 🌹💗
You’re welcome my friend! I feel it! ❤️🙌🏻😊
and that lesson is what keeps us all going and offers us hope.
Thank you, Beth!
I know of that place personally.
Of that, I have no doubt. Love you, sis!
I Needed to read something like this. Thank you for writing such awesome inspirational stuff.
Thank you, Yassy! May your every tomorrow be blessed.
Always happy to read you.
Oh, hope, sweet, hope. Some days, it’s all we have.
I really loved this one. Especially that last line!
Thank you, my friend!
Great lines! I related to:
And the candles you lit
Could not breathe that air
Thank you, Chel! I am glad it spoke to you.
I related to:
And the candles you lit
Could not breathe that air
❤
The promise of tomorrow is usually a welcome thought.
Or at least it should be. Thank you, Pete!
This post hit me at a time I needed it!
That makes me abundantly happy. Thank you, Geoff!
I am glad those days are gone Brad. Beautiful piece and makes one stop and think about hard times we have all survived. I am so glad your here. You bring beautifully work to this community I consider part of my family. You are a kind and gracious man as well. Feeling grateful this morning. Also, hope you don’t mind me reading you all at one time. I take quiet time and take my time to read your beautiful words. Love ❤️ Jonikins
this is better than that song Annie sang! 🙂
Thank you, Jim!