Hope the Rare Commodity
she can’t give up
and needs to get beyond
just wanting to survive
she dreams of waking
from the nightmare
that has her captive
not knowing if and how
she’s longing to recover
she’s filled with fear
she holds her breath
and keeps her distance
gone in hiding
she longs for times
of warmth and serenity
she hardly dares
to dream of sunshine
lilac blooms in fields of clover
and children’s laughter
AP: 1st place 2020
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