Poem: Last Spark of Hope



Broken heart and broken dreams.

I feel the last bit of hope slipping through my fingerings.

Once hope was so strong. Now I long for it.

Dreams of the past fading fast.


Searching for other ways to keep them alive.

The path of life has turned from light to dark

In the blink of an eye.


This is the darkest hours

My dreams have soured.


Searching for a last spark of hope,

In a river of darkness.


I will not roll over and die.

I will try.

But with each passing day

I fear my hope is fading away.


Content  by Brenda Marie Fluharty ©2020 all rights reserved

Photo from pixabay.com



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