Hope Personified – Poem #2

pulling up root

abrasive talk gets you

rough around the knees

being pragmatic doesn’t erase the scars

the war is over and there is nothing left

to bend, mend, or burn

so take caution, but find solace

when the wind hugs you

and delivers you to the next destination

pulling up root

precious moments tick

until nightfall

Let this be a time to

smile at the grateful moon

Sigh with relief the journey is almost over

Others can’t hold you in place

Your unrelenting spirit gives the stars hope

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