Hope's Window
For her, time stood still that day
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Each tick of the clock
obsorbed into the sand
to be carried away
by waves of sorrow.
Gone were the vibrant colors
which enriched her being
replaced by the greys
of lost tomorrows
Her window to the heavens
remained in her sight
a sliver of hope
in her darkest night
Her feet soon found perch
on pains rocky shore
as grace lit her path
with healing moonlight
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