Hope is imbedded
It’s impregnated
In possibility
But also by dissolving
Our pretensive limited beliefs
Despair brings us to our knees
Rushing with desperation
To make our short window bus rides
And this bus ride isn’t to find our friends again
But the road of forgiveness to our hearts
You shouldn’t take free handouts
You shouldn’t take bribes
And you shouldn’t lie to yourself
Or one another
Just when you step on that bus
Take a deep breath
And never look back
You have a compass and water
But don’t forget your pillow every now and then
This road is a weary one…
(C) Carly Wiggins 2018
Lovely poem! I will be praying for the best for you
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Carly! I’m glad to see you in my reader again. 🙂 I’ll be praying for you! ❤ Thanks for sharing your lovely poem with us! ❤
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