The Promise

Each dawn is the promise
Of a new day, unbridled,
Unexplored, always there,
Days without end.

Each newborn child is a promise
Of parents' expectations,
Of great or horrible things to come.
Human life without end.

Each sprouting plant is a promise,
Of food for the masses,
Habitat for the wildlife,
Growth without end.

Each drop of water is a promise,
To slake the thirst of the world,
To keep the planet alive,
 Oceans without end.

Each musical note is a promise,
Of a song, a melody, a rhapsody
To fill the soul with joy.
Music without end.

Each simple gold ring holds a promise,
Of undying love, a future together,
Of children and families to come,
Of love without end.

The End

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