Somewhere in winter
Grass grew lush and green
Somewhere there was hope
That couldn’t yet be seen
Somewhere there was truth
That’s been left wanting
Somewhere intentions were good
Though often misunderstood
Somewhere hate blindness
Fell in pandemic proportions
Somewhere, someone cried for peace
In the Almighty’s name–let’s let it happen

Author: warturoadam77p

70 year old married retired communications worker with three grown children, transplanted from the Midwest to the sunny Gulf Coast.

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