Moments
Moments
By Michelle Morris
13/04/2021
It's in the lonely moments that a single parent has alone in the dark at night,
After another long day of making it through this challenging life;
Of getting kids to school and to jobs to earn a wage;
Of putting food on the table and doing homework for all ages...
It's in the frantic moments of children who have trauma and fevers,
Who skin their knees and hide their pain from bullies and meanies;
Of social minefields in every direction,
Confusion in the media, hurtful intentions...
It's in every way and every day that parents and children go about survival;
Of refugee camps and night time lamps, studying to get educational freedom;
Of moving homes and unsettled norms, and people displaced by war;
So many lives put on hold or destroyed because of human fears...
And then we stop and see a butterfly flit daintily around some dandelions, and instead of seeing a weed in the dirt,
We make a wish on these blessed flowers...
© Michelle Morris, 2021
Copyright © Michelle Morris | Year Posted 2023
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