Wednesday 18 January 2017

HOPE

Life flows unchecked from my eyes
Rivulets of searing pain
A droplet sits glistening on my face
Lone straggler from the rain 


Bewildered, I wonder what it wants
Why does it still remain….
“I’m hope” it whispers to my battered soul
“I stay, so you can smile again.” 

MS




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