Holding on to light,Opens doors unseen,Promises kept bright,Endings fresh and clean.
How does it work?
We should all have HOPE to do whatever we hope to do. Good work.
Agreed, best poetry
hope drives us and keeps us going
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For sunlight, for soft rain, for hands held tightly and voices close. For laughter, small kindnesses, the way silence comforts. For all that goes unnoticed— the quiet, steady gift of being here.
By Gideon Kiprutoabout a year ago in Poets
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Comments (3)
We should all have HOPE to do whatever we hope to do. Good work.
Agreed, best poetry
hope drives us and keeps us going