Promises Of Tomorrow Poem by Julianna Marie Claire

Promises Of Tomorrow

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Seven years of waiting in a Prism of the Past
As the River flows as swiftly as my Blood
I know my life won't always last
But the Rose of all life Slumbers still inside its bud.

Another year passes, a few more days
Yet all that surrounds me continues to Enchant my mind
So that each day I dropp to my knees and Pray
Of the Blessings Bestowed upon Mankind.

Days bloom into weeks with each Setting sun,
And I still grin at the sign of morning's Dawn
In an attempt to Forget everything and everyone
Who can't see the Ecstasy that floats across each lawn.

For the world is filled with Sadness and Gloom
Where Everything is gone but their own sorrow,
So they are Blinded from the rose soon to bloom
And the millions of promises of tomorrow.

Why does the world shun the Needy
And cast off those Downtrodden with guilt?
How can they possibly be so Greedy
To contribute to the Selfishness that's long-since been built?

Do they not see each new day that the world remains Healthy in tact
Or do they Focus not only on their Doom?
Unaware they can Change all back
To the rose that still waits yet to bloom.

Upon these Realizations I wish and yaern
As my Desire grows within my heart's core
For all to Overlook their Troubles and learn
That the World can still be restored once more.

Don't give up Faith and Pray for a chance
To Prevent the world from sealing our doom
As we all look about with a jovial glance
When our rosebud finally turns to bloom.

The chance remains Probable and true
To Understand the Blessings from the sky
That our Lord sent down and knew
Of the Miracles we could perform, if only we try.

So open your eyes and Embrace the Lord
Focus on all Good, and not the sorrow
For to always work God's will, none will ever grow bored
Because each day Promises a New Tomorrow.

When God gave us Life we received a Choice
To bask in the wrong or to rejoice
To work and do Right or Perform all the wrong
But eventually the time will come along
Where all will have to eventually move on
And Pray at night and Bless the dawn
Since life is full of more blessings
Than all the world could understand.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Larry 22 April 2019

That's beautiful, whenever I see the sunrise i get overwhelmed with the blessings to see another day. I can't ever seem to get the words to give it justice. But you obviously have God bless you

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