She sees it at the corner of my eye
A slight twinkle she can’t help but despise
Yet she shifts accordingly to catch a clear gaze,
It’s consistent in calling her name.
An act for the helpless when all’s been tried
Yet she fights it, claiming to not know why.
Hope, as light as a feather, yet it hosts heavy wings
It seems so little, but to bear it takes courage
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Author:
szl (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 13th, 2025 09:20
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Well put in metaphor the issue of hope and how it is so difficult to get off the ground. A lovely write
Thank you
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