A Bitter Day
by Synthia Rainess
What dreams have come to haunt my way
And help me through this bitter day?
What carrot hanging ever near
Will push me, push me past my fear?
What lonesome wind will blow my way
to help me stand, not fall or sway?
What will become of all that's dear
If I should shrink back from the sear?
What anchor will I find today
to help me find my strength and way? Will it be a piece of time?
A piece that I can call all mine?
What sliver of hope will prevail?
Hope that will change my tale?
I search, search my mind
Holding on to hope of what I'll find
All there is to do is done
Here comes the setting of the sun
Tonight I'll bend a knee and pray
For tomorrow to be a better day
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