"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Hope

Hope is the heart’s anticipation
that however dark the day
light will arrive to burn
away the melancholy.


© Copyright Susie Clevenger 2011

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