Not nearly enough peace
In this world of terror and strife
Not nearly enough air
To sustain this smoke-filled life

Not nearly enough wonder
To lift the young ones’ hearts
Not nearly enough creation
In the dwindling of the arts

Today, a moment wanes
But tomorrow, hope may shine
If only a few loving souls
Will seek the new divine

Today, the sorrow wanes
From those that find true love
Perhaps the sun will rise
In a wondrous moment of

Free Write – Rehoboth Library