A Milestone
Dismal stars out
Contrite to feelings
The moon glows brightly.
The storm is inside.
Tears form as I cry.
Regret, I don’t.
Have I done wrong?
Here and now stand
Weeping for hope.
Willow tree
Sways in wind
Vision rapt
Hope gales.
Godspeed!
Life
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Penned on January 02, 2015!
Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2015
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