But Then
I cannot sleep
I cannot think
I cannot rise
I cannot sink
I cannot fear
I cannot race
I cannot find
My rightful place
But then.....
In restful slumber
I fall
Precious moments
They call
Friends
They give me their all
And suddenly
Hope rises tall
Copyright © Kate Moore | Year Posted 2011
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