a little poem from my high school years
through the depths of the darkness
you can always find light
with faith the broken-winged bird
will one day take flight
although there is so much wrong
truth revels what’s fair and right
in what seems an impossible world
we find ways to sleep at night
I love the last two lights especially, It is strange how with all the insanity of the world we can have a good night’s sleep…unless a book gets in the way of course!
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