Through the Dark Night

Times may come when words will utterly fail Emotions run high, bitter tears prevail, After struggling with a profound heartache Sometimes our reliable bonds will break For people we trusted may turn their back A friend we loved may suddenly attack. Then, we may flounder while seeking a grasp Oh, to find one welcoming hand to clasp When words of consolation seem too few, And we can’t discern what else we can do. In times like these, we must not weakly fall But from inner reserves of courage draw, And, step by step, continue to press on Through the dark night to a promising dawn. Written December 21, 2021 [a Hybronnet is a hybrid sonnet composed of fourteen 10-syllable lines with a variation of rhymes, this one utilizing couplets.] entered: "Strand No. 1042" Poetry Contest December 28, 2021