With the aid of Sun


from the ABC set Poems

The sun shall ever find wherever sorrow hides my heart;
my heart, the hilt her bright blade gleams upon
and side by side, the sun and I, split hopelessness apart
and prick a starry sky where there was none.

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Comments

skinner_jennifer | January 17, 2012 - 12:39

Hi JoHn,

A beautiful poem of hope, I really enjoyed this one.

Jennny.

andrea | January 17, 2012 - 17:38

A nice cheery and optimistic piece, well-wisher.

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Highhat | January 18, 2012 - 06:28

Beautiful

Kahdai | January 18, 2012 - 18:47

Thanks for this one well-wisher!