Renewal
Spring assails our sense
The smell of a pink rose thrills
Strength floods through clouded minds
Eyes behold rebirth
Colors laid on raw canvas
Strength comes with new vision
Seeing life stand proudly
The dew on each blade glistens
Strength swells in tired hearts.
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2009
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