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On Wisps of Hope Alone -
On wisps of hope alone -
Love cannot soar
For hope quickly goes -
Returning at some hour.
It needs a pair of wings
To up and away
When it seems resigned
To an uncertain fate.
It needs a fresh wind
Flowing strong yet soft -
Once and again -
Bearing love aloft.
It needs a prayer or so
For when trials arise -
A work of the Holy Ghost
And faith might suffice.
I'm a beast of the field
And you - a crane.
Spare me, love, a wing
So I can meet you halfway.
Copyright ©
Amy Michelle Mosier
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