The world awakes each day,
Wet with tears of morning,
And in the silent dawn,
Upon the earth’s sweet tears,
The world begins a new,
For with the promised sun,
The earth renews its hope,
In life itself,
And dries its tears,
In the morning air,
To begin again,
For what have we,
On this earth so rare,
Is to forgive,
And be forgiven.
Copyright @ Karen D. Dowdall 1997
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K DeMers Dowdall
Karen DeMers Dowdall was born in West Hartford, Connecticut. She has lived in Taiwan, Saudi Arabia, and England. Karen has a PhD, MSN, BSN, RN in Nursing from Florida Atlantic University. “Books of every genre teach us about life, how we think, and view the world." She has written poems and little short stories since she was a child. Karen has also loves art, drawing, and portraiture. She has also taken ballet, Jazz, and modern dance since she was three years old and owned her own dance studio.
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This is so lovely Karen! To be honest, you made me a little teary eyed!
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Karen, this is absolutly stunning 😍😍
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Didi, thank you so much. I am so glad you like it. I love your poetry, it is amazing. Karen 🙂
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Beautiful. So beautiful!
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Jennie, thank you so much! Karen 🙂
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You are welcome, Karen! 🙂
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Karen, This is beautiful!
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Reblogged this on Sacred Touches.
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Natalie, thank you so much for re-blogging and I am so glad you like my poem, Tears of Morning! Karen 🙂
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You are so very welcome Karem
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Karen❌⭕️
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Reblogged this on Upward Bound and commented:
How unusual and beautiful at the same time!
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Thank you, Marie! K D 🙂
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Saw this in a reblog from Marie, very nice! 🙂
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Thank you so much. I feel deeply moved that both of you liked my poem. K D 🙂
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Lovely, a poem to read again and again to discover its layers of gifts. hugs, pat
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Pat, thank you so very much. It is one of my favorite poems that I wrote several years ago. Sometimes, when the world seems on the brink of something awful, I read that poem. It is also for forgiveness of self, family, friends, and others. It is also for what we do to damage our beautiful god-given planet earth. Karen 🙂
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