Mornings Ones Life Poem by Walter C. Edwards

For you are in a delicate place,
and at this time I see,
not sure where to go,
or what might be,
suppence yet no great emergency,
hopes and dreams living somewhere,
almost fantasy,
the time will come,
to move on,
away from all those things,
bad memories, hurt feelings,
empty days made lonely,
bitterness will be forgotten,
life will move on,
days to recover,
all the pain you feel now,
the light will lift you up some how,
all of this suffering will someday be gone,
and you will be almost healed.