the red fading slowly from petals
and though foliage sleeps
forms upon despairing lips.
I used to believe
one could never be cheerful
while dealing with an uncertain future,
before you stepped into my world
and instilled hope.
Photo credits: Kai Oberhauser, Unsplash
Posted for ‘Quadrille #70’ @dVerse Pub
And for Tuesday Platform @ Real Toads