Her Face Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

There are so many things
happening these days.
Wars, human suffering,
anguish, loss, hopelessness;
all good reasons to be
resigned to the depravity
and fall of man
and then.....
I see her face.

Her face, aglow with innocence,
the spirit of life; life in its prime.
She is beauty, she is laughter;
I feel alive and invigorated,
as if injected with
nectar of the gods;
given a sweet taste of heaven.
All else pales.

Perhaps, in this, there is reason
to go on ....
a reason to plan for tomorrow;
to be strong today and live,
determined to overcome
the darkness of our times;
found in the faces of our children.
We endure,
we continue;
we live for them.