Hopeful Sound
We’re lucky to have survived each other,
in the aftermath of love
Those promises made as leaves they fell,
from a height so far above
The seasons changed, a pledge reclaimed,
buries deep within the ground
Waiting for Spring, its first robin to sing
—a new song of hopeful sound
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2019
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