The chill of the morning
The swirling fog
The peace before the storm of the day
Then the sun rose over the horizon
And my hope with it.
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Hopeful
PoetryA collection of (kind of) poetry of mine. I guess you could say that these are kind of written to myself as little bits of encouragement. Life isn't always full of rocks and hard places and sometimes that reminder is needed in the form of writing...
