Here I will focus the writing on poetry and commentary.

An overwhelming feeling of curiosity,

settles in upon the morning afterglow.

A circumstance might merit a plummet

from the grateful waking of another day.

I’m trying to determine my outcome,

why it is I feel compelled to ruminate.

The sunlight continues to beckon me

to realize that beauty of another day.

Triggers are warning signs, symbolic

afterthoughts once truths are heard.

A goal in the sunny atmosphere might

give gratitude, ushering in another day.

With another day, we’ll find Grace

In our willingness to let love interfere.

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