Lost Hope's Whereabouts Poem by james watkin

Lost Hope's Whereabouts



Although uninformed of
Hope's lost whereabouts
Friendless, I am its friend.
And its comforter.

Seen, heard, through a numb window's
Fawn in snow approach.
Gentle-eyed, gentle-toed.
Closer and closer.

Wednesday, April 19, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: hopelessness
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Brooke Renwick 20 April 2023

Have you thought about starting your own business James?

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