Musings by The Poet Loriet

Hope

Just trying to keep
chaos at bay,
skimming the surface,
just a little off the top
of the insanity
that rears its ugly head
and festers rapidly
as we slowly
keep chipping away.

Success is elusive.
There's days where it's palpable,
but others where we get lost
inside the black hole.

That's where we were
when you entered our lives.
Your expertise
and calm reassurance
made our mountainous problems
"shrink" to molehills,
but most importantly,
you gave us hope and...
you gave us back our daughter!


Lori Beal


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