Soul's Spring
I remember
Things small
And also
Lies tall
I dreamed
Last night
Of memories
To fight
I sit
At home
Battling
Alone
But still
I rise
With hope
The prize
And birds
Will sing
To give
Me spring
And sun
Will come
Though I'm
Undone
Copyright © Kate Moore | Year Posted 2011
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