Here
I walk
In the path
Of those in my
Past, dusty boots kick
Up memories, the miles
Move on, the wind whispering
What if, the ascension of life,
Marking time only to be
Lost in the swirling mist
Of yesterday,
I still see
Promise,
Hope
Here
I walk
In the path
Of those in my
Past, dusty boots kick
Up memories, the miles
Move on, the wind whispering
What if, the ascension of life,
Marking time only to be
Lost in the swirling mist
Of yesterday,
I still see
Promise,
Hope
I love that hope is a theme that winds through your poetry.
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If you don’t have hope and a reasonably positive attitude, what do you have??
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