Hope
Although the night will surely creep,
Weave thick its black delight-
Obscure day from your sight;
Beyond the emptiness of sleep
Will come, a dawning sun.
Through the dark webs, that night had spun
The ray of day, reborn, will sweep.
July 5, 2020
Contest: Strand Completely New (5)
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2020
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