Hope buried in white
Paralyzed. Waiting. Longing.
Spring breathes gentle green.
(I’m participating in a creativity challenge hosted by Penseive Robin at Incourage. Click the link to learn more, join in, and read other contributions.)
Winter
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Beautiful words and picture!
Wow, Joy…reading your "about"; and reading your poem, I understand the depth with which you write. Beautiful…and hope-filled.
Thank you.