Sweet breath, sweet air, I lift up hope on you.Convey my love across the stormy skies.
Deliver hope to
heart and heart renew.
You must relieve
such hurt and pain and cries.
Soft wind, take
gentle care as you imbue
In tender soul, new
life before it dies.
We have not long;
you must be swift.
Bear my hope and
make of hope a gift.
by Jennifer Clark (c)April 2013
For more information about the 2013 Blogging from A to Z Challenge see the website of the same name.
For more information about National Poetry Writing Month go to the NaPoWriMo website.
For more information about the 2013 Blogging from A to Z Challenge see the website of the same name.
For more information about National Poetry Writing Month go to the NaPoWriMo website.
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