Gloom in Bloom

Gloom in Bloom Gloom in Bloom

In happiness and tomb

With treasure and help

With hurt and yelp.

With fun and sun

With God and non

Alone, in quiet

My heart is ariot.

Feelings are swelling

My blessings are yelling.

So much to count

From a thankful fount.

Yet there is gloom in this bloom.

Joy and sadness in this new flower.

Fear mingles with comfort and Power.

It is yes and no

The Towel and bow

It is gloom and bloom.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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