A Sunday Reflection

Some morning are filled with gray light.
The sky and clouds lack the warmth you want.
A morose mood shrouds your vision.
Prayers do not come readily to mind.
It might take a coffee or two to shake off this mood.
Lifting yourself up for the tasks ahead of you
Will take a little longer on mornings like this.
It is days like these when you need prayers the most.
Pessimism is knocking.
Do not open that door of grief.

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Katherine J Krein

My name is Katherine J. Krein. I lost my father in June of 2013, and then I lost my mother in November of the same year. After they both died I went through a mind-warping number obsession that has taken me years to control. This is my story. It is now 2025. I still use this site to post some poems and thoughts. My obsession has faded, however, I still notice the numbers. Faith, hope, and love is what guides me now.

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