Thread Of Hope Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Thread Of Hope



Moistened mind, tearfully remembering past years with
some trepidation.
Sitting in a den, waiting for some comfort, yet feeling
lions breathing over my shoulder, wanting me to fall to
pieces over events long gone.
Praying, talking to God, having a breathless thread of
hope to hang onto.

(10: 30 a.m. - 9/23/09)

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