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Sunday, April 14, 2013

Rekindling

The pinks and hues are out,
Spring seems up and about,
A celebration of life sparks,
Be unto light from the dark.
Refreshing the days out to be,
Languishing is all I can see,
As days go by it may get better,
As, get out I do of grief’s fetter.

Dejected gloom now consumes,
As though a deadline looms,
As I await the perfect day,
Withering my present life away,
The clouds shall one day, part.
And, I shall head for a fresh start.

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