No matter if the sky is overcast,
No matter if the sun is cloaked in black,
No matter if the earth is dry and tar,
No matter if the trees are grey and stark.
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We can still infuse the drained canvas,
With green kernels of flickering hope,
With red songbirds of passionate zest,
And orange butterflies humming βwe willβ.
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Photo credit : Kristen Hayes (unsplash.com)
Beautiful! Yes, we have the potential to paint a dreamπ
Thank you, dear Gowri. ππ
Hope’s the small word that your poem expresses, beautiful!
Love this poem, full of hope. Such vivid descriptions, my dear.
Thank you so much, dear Natasha. πππ
Beautiful
Thanks so much, dear <3 <3 <3
Thank you, dear Mumtazππ
A beautiful poem of hopeππ my dear! Loved itππ
Thank you so much, dear Pooja. ππππ
Beautiful! Loved it π
Thank you so much, dear Amrita πππ
Such an uplifting poem, beautifully penned Moonmoonπππ
Thank you so much, dear Roodaba πππ
Beautiful. We must hold on hope.
Thank you so much, maβam. πππ
What a beautiful painting of wordsπππ
Thank you so much, dear Sonali πππ
Beautiful!
Thank you so much, maβam πππ