Moods that can’t seem to find the light through the darkest shadows can be lifted with blooms of bright yellow like a smile sprinkling cheer into a day washed out in beige.
This week has been tough. Forward is the only direction, while staying hopeful and strong, persevering, and focusing on the good, the sweetness. So, even though I shared this poem last November, I thought it would be apropos for a second go around. If you’ve read it before, I hope you don’t mind a repeat.