Faithless are those who would leave at sunset,
for there is greater strength in hope at night,
then there ever can be in hope in the light.
Yet all who dwell in the light, outside of grief,
will be faced sorrow they cannot mend.
and never could they comprehend,
the torrent of wind that moves the leaf.
Copyright © Anthony Lugardo | Year Posted 2022
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