<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body dir="auto"><div dir="ltr"><span style="color: rgb(32, 32, 32); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">In Harsh Times</span><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in 0in 12pt; font-family: Aptos, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(32, 32, 32);"> <br> <br>I know, music alone<br>will not save us. But tonight<br>when my daughter played<br>the song we both love,<br>we smiled at each other,<br>all giddy and warm,<br>and some shriveled<br>part of me revived.<br>It was like those seeds<br>in the desert that wait years<br>to germinate—all they need<br>is one good rain.<br>That’s what a song can do.<br>Remind us our hope<br>is merely dormant, not dead.<br>Who could blame me, then,<br>for wanting to bring a song<br>to the whole thirsty world,<br>a song that soaks into<br>our parched hearts,<br>stunning us with just how fast<br>even the harshest world<br>can transform.</span><span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(32, 32, 32);"><br><span style="background: white;"> </span><br></span><span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(32, 32, 32);"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>- Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer</span><o:p></o:p></p><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"></div></body></html>