We've been down this
old road before.
A single bulb glows
in that corridor.
Stark and bare but still
- a beacon of light.
Reminding us not
to ever lose sight
Of hope.
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A poem per day
PoesíaA place for poems. One year. 365 poems. A challenge, a journey - a quest to be a better writer.
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We've been down this
old road before.
A single bulb glows
in that corridor.
Stark and bare but still
- a beacon of light.
Reminding us not
to ever lose sight
Of hope.
