Every morning we’re all still here.
Well, most of us. We’ve survived
the unknowable night when anything
can happen and often does. It used to be
monsters in the closet or under the bed,
now they’re our bosses, our elected officials,
even our neighbors and they prowl the day
as well as the night.
The news du jour catches us up on the past
eight hours, the latest mass killing, the newest
snafu in congress, the highest threat to humankind,
while a tornado or snowstorm has devastated
thousands.
But still.
We get up and move forward. Eat breakfast
with our children, walk the dog, kiss our loved ones,
and keep an eye out for life’s little miracles because
we are one.
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Prompt via napowrimo.net: “And finally, our final prompt – at least until next year! Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem about something that happens again and again.”
That’s all!
Charlotte Hamrick 
This is unfortunately true, but I like the optimistic ending. The line “Well, most of us” struck me. I enjoyed your poem!
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I’m so glad you enjoyed it and let me know. Yeah, I think it’s important to stay positive. 😊
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Sad truth. The world is a pretty depressing place. It’s the little miracles of life that keep most people going I think.
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I think the 24 hour news cycle is overkill.
Add in SM and it’s hard to maintain balance. Thanks for reading!
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Lovely and poignant. And true.
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Thank you, Merril.
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It was a bit depressing but you did end on a positive note and there is so much to be thankful for .
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Indeed there is. Thanks for stopping by.
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