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Deep into the woodlands dun
I observe as the path before unwinds
Turning a little to the left yes
No perhaps more to the right
I choke and weep, chilled with fright
Moments, after the hour had passed
Faith held me close and gave a smile
“It makes no sense to seed remorse
bid adieu to worry, pain and qualm
Watch out as moonlight weaves a trail
Sow hope no matter if valor has failed.”

 

Photo credits:Β Pixabay

Posted for Midweek Motif @ Poets United

For my prompt “Brevity’s the flower that contends not with bunch, rather it blooms”
on Friday 11th November at 8 am EDT.

Posted on poems written on Prompt NightsΒ 

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