Tempered times help define,
Who we really are.
Somber moments collect in time,
Like pennies in a jar.
Hypnotic scenes within dreams,
Haunt unsuspecting minds.
Thoughts that run undeterred,
Leave painful scars behind.
Tear stained eyes, emphasize,
The pains that we all share.
Together we then realize,
How much we truly care.
When all is said, look ahead,
Let God lead the way.
Let somber moments' weight be shed,
In light of a brand new day.
Copyright © July 2011
Kevin Mooney
kmm001
072311
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