For Troubled Times, by Christa Loughrey

Such devastating pictures fill our screens.
New conflicts rage; old foes rise up, re-arm;
Insurgents mass,
And mounting tensions spiral into war.

But never let today destroy your dreams.
See – former battlefields now rest in calm;
Sand fringed with grass
Is daily cleansed as soft tides sweep the shore,


And poppies cloak the killing fields. It seems
Sweet nature heals old wounds with gentle balm.
Today will pass.
Take heart; we’ll find our way to peace once more.