I took a visit
to the place I first laid eyes on you
and sat until nightfall
imagining the possibilities
of the past
Then
a firefly
the first to glow
of the blooming summer
The tiniest of lights
defying a mass of darkness
I guess hope does exist
after all.
- Author: Nicole Brant (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 30th, 2017 22:56
- Category: Love
- Views: 26
Comments4
Good longing write.
I love the way you lay your emotions bare within sparse use of words.
Thank you all
Hope always exists. I love the way you lead into your conclusion. Beautiful choice of words.
Thank you
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