Night Iii
Maybe things are becoming brighter
One spark at a time,
The fire of future burning, blazing…
Something to hold onto
While all else seems to fall away.
Perhaps not the beginning of the end,
But the start of something better;
Holding onto hope
To avoid disappointment.
Copyright © Abi Morgan | Year Posted 2011
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