Drying Line

This line, stretched high and proud, No rags to hinder, no need for a shroud— Let’s shake off the past, let sunlight shine. So vibrant, where colors play, With dreams that flutter, they dry and sway. Though fleeting, these moments are divine. Speak of warmth, not despair, Let kindness hang in the open air. Through the breeze, our hopes take flight, With every whisper, let spirits rise, In the dance of day, truth never dies. For joy and peace are our lifeline. So gather ‘round, let laughter start, In this tapestry, we each play a part. Together, we craft a design, A world where hope intertwines, Where every soul can redefine, A future bold, where we align.