Hope By R. Cary


By R. Cary

The love, the feeling, the garden sewn of hope;

Leaves, falling, touching from heaven to this earth,

Within my soul, upon my breath, hope has fallen

Within my garden, to be nurtured and cared, 

To be loved and tendered to the colors of renewal

To the brightest of colors our hearts can see;

Feel, touch, smell, upon our souls, hope will grow

We will grow; hope, the feeling of love is all we need



By R. Cary

Copyright 2023


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