The Time Between the Seasons
When the time is right,
smiles form so effortlessly,
the light illuminates beyond the night,
as bodies begin to dance, graciously.
In weary waits, we yearned for happiness,
for pain painted pictures on our skins.
It made a home out of our emptiness,
we often resorted to shameful sins.
Since clouds have cleared the gray skies,
rain showers like delayed blessings.
A time for forgiveness, peace with no lies,
gratitude is the order of our new beginnings.
04 July 2022
Sponsored by Kim Rodrigues
Copyright © Izintombi Zamambo | Year Posted 2022
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