floating through dreams in urgent dismay
unconscious of pending break of day
when will cold night cede to dawn
that sleepy eyes should feast upon
my shadowed soul inhales fear
that engraves a memory upon old year
and sowing seed to arable earth
disperses new hope and trusting mirth

(c) 2016-2017 rickjstassi

“…there is hope”

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