Rising to Hope (Sonnet)

Such darkness deepest Winter could not bring;
For weeks now it’s been difficult to know
Or to remember even how to sing,
Most kindness buried under hatred’s snow.
The Sun has fled and left us all behind
And stunned by seeming absence of all light;
We spin, bewildered, looking for what’s kind,
But flung together now to join the fight.
Now, even as we blindly reach out for
Each other’s hands to share our strength together,
We find some kindred hearts and minds before
We turn as one to face down ugly weather.
This morning’s light, returning, filled my eyes,
Restored my heart to faith. We will still rise.
 

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About janemwoodman

Singer, writer, restaurant reviewer, urban farmer, devoted lover of my husband....old and getting happier all the time.
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