Too Late Tomorrow.

Fates ride on little moments.
Outcomes of entire lives can rest
on the seemingly miniscule.
Fresh from another of her parent's brawls
The little girl shuffles to school.
She needs a sign today
that the world is a safe place,
something better awaits.

This one afternoon in her life
could turn her around,
steer her through the minefields.
A comforting word,
a warm glance her way,
the right things happening
at just the right time.

You know this little girl: Watch for her:
The window is narrow.
But you are powerful.
She is waiting
for the smallest,
the sweetest of mercies
to be saved.