the sieve and the sand

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Hope is a four letter word

Fall in full swing means winter is coming, but there’s beauty in these dying trees

poetry

And I need you to remember
that even after the coldest,
darkest, rainiest days,
sometimes the clouds break
just enough for the stars
to shine through,
and sometimes the night
warms up enough for you
to take your coat off,
after all

October 20, 2015 Jay W. Ess Tagged fall, Hope is a four letter word, poem, poetry, winter Leave a comment
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