A Song of Hope

The train was around the bend
Who am I to even pretend
The shattered glass lay on the floor
I took another and poured some more

You walked in through the front door
A gift from a friend, you were two months then
You climbed into my lap and drifted off
My heart was yours, hope rekindled once more

Hope is like a piece of glass, that has caught the sun
And reflects off it’s surface, when the darkness has passed.

My constant companion you looked out for me
And would wait even when I was late
You would wag your tail and be my mate
And led me slowly into recovery

Two years have passed now you helped me heal
Licking all my pain away and mending my heart
As of now I know hope is never the slamming of a door
It’s sunlight caught  in your eyes reflecting like glass.

Hope is like a piece of glass, that has caught the sun
And reflects off it’s surface,when the darkness has passed.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Pigeon Tart Avatar
July 15, 2020 at 11:46 AM
I like this very much! I will not be without dog. Great poem Carol. Speaks to me. ~Maureen
Mitra Avatar
July 15, 2020 at 12:11 PM
Yes Maureen.....A Dog is a great friend who understands you without speaking.....Thank you.
Long Avatar
July 15, 2020 at 9:16 AM
This moment is what we should all cherish, don't you believe, friend? Yes; this moment is rare, what's the sincere harm; in sharing; in, this moment; with everyone that we can today? We are all but this mere moment of time, shared with one another, with all life, leading on into and all throughout infinity. Yes, what am I but everything; that I surrender away freely, to share in this effort with all life, this very same way. Let's all live this moment; like this is our very last moment because; this is for sure, this just might be.
Mitra Avatar
July 15, 2020 at 9:28 AM
True and Rightly said.
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