How Do We Cope? Poem by Edwina Reizer

Feeling good when you arise,
Go to the window.
Look at the skies.
No one knows will the day be good?
Will it be like the way it should?

Life is funny.
You start out with hope
but sometimes we find it so hard to cope.
Small little things grow big in our minds.
The morning was great when we opened the blinds.

So what is the glue that keeps us together?
What is it we have that can help us to weather
what turned out to be so different than the morn?
We have what we came in with when we were born.

The breatrh of life that keeps us going,
the love of God who is all knowing,
the presence of light when everything's dark,
the knowledge that love will make its mark.

So start out each day and look up at the skies.
Go to the window and realize
that no matter what happens as you look above
the thing that will see you through is love.