Day

I long for
the Day
when again I will see the simpleness of yesterday
neighbors are greeted with a welcoming smile
and good morning and how are you

When all Mothers
love
all Daughters
and all of their Sons
the same
envelope them with warmth
and are
tolerant and kind

I long for
a Day
when clenched fists begin to unfurl
all is tranquil
yet the sun
still shines
and the dark days of old are allowed to rest where they lie
I long
for that Day.




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