Monday, June 10, 2019

The Dawn of My Dreams


her eyes rise to the heavens
with determination and a smile
she has been called to action
somewhere there is darkness
somewhere there is pain
an exhausted mother asks why
a child alone and afraid begins to cry

she is just a woman- flesh and blood
but she is wondrous
sunny is the darkest day when she works her plan

her heart surveys the crisis
her faith leads her heart
this is her battleground
the loss and the trauma
the broken and weak
with a handbag full of magic
and a wonder pup at her side
she lays out her plan to work
healing hearts and minds of those who need

she is just a woman- with burdens and fears
but she is wondrous
sunny is the darkest day when she works her plan

her eyes rise to the heavens
and her laughter brings the joy
her determination is her strength
her strength comes from her calling
leading with a gentle hand
healing with a soul as vast as the universe
the dawn of my dreams and the dawn of hope for others

she is just a woman-
and she is wondrous

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