I close my eyes
It all goes away.
Today, tomorrow
The sorrow.
I open my eyes
Rushes back in.
Curse at my Lord
I’ve committed a sin.
If I keep them closed
I hide within.
Will he forgive me?
I’ve cursed him.
Open my eyes
Accept tomorrow.
The gift he’s given
The sorrow.
Deborah Ann Tornillo
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very well expressed