Dawn
Love, Papa.
Another dawn comes and the now reappears.
Emerging from darkness, light returns.
Eyes blinking to adjust.
Once again taking that first step...toward?
Moments of now begin and end with each breaking day.
Now is only yesterday if I choose tomorrow for today.
Emerging from darkness, light returns.
Eyes blinking to adjust.
Once again taking that first step...toward?
Moments of now begin and end with each breaking day.
Now is only yesterday if I choose tomorrow for today.
Love, Papa.
Jim McKillop
Notes From Papa
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