Spring, At Last
If the sky stays dark
and winter persists
If the land freezes
and flora all die,
Yet we will have hope.
If we lose light
We will not stray,
If the leaves fall
from the last tree
We won’t wail
We won’t quit
For we know
There’s still
Hope left…
Spring!
~Contest: Spring Diminished Hexaverse
~Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
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