Awakened with hope;
quickened with laughter…
A smile for child and all that came after…
But not long at all,
And I cannot leave,
I struggle to smile…
to breathe and believe.
The week has wreaked havoc;
made weak what was strong…
I struggle to smile…
to be and belong.
No matter the struggle;
how great or how often…
At times to be strong
one embraces exhaustion.
Written by Jason Wright
July 21, 2011