Good Things Will Happen Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

Good things will happen
Even though we don't know how
They appeared when they appeared
Appleseed within the hour buds into
A lovely flower
Seemingly out of the blue everywhere
Don't despair
This can happen to you
There may be an irreplaceable
not erasable
Moment of grace
Blown on a wintry wind
Thats when the violets begin to bloom
Right in the middle of too much gloom;
In your room with the shades pulled down
Sad, alone, on your own
You will hear music cranking out loud for you
Spiraling out from the stars
This is your day brighter than a thousand suns
This is the way God can suddenly
Come into the picture you had painted so grey
Just to say I am here. My child, dear child
Have no fear. Have no fear.
Mary angela douglas 31 january 2024