Joy had been swept away like autumn leaves.
My anguish reached a limit and I lost all hope.
My sadness grew and I filled with tears.
I looked away to hide my face.
I wandered into a glade of trees.
A quiet brook washed away my cares.
Days of hope have come again.
Light is shining in my heart once more.
© 2012 W. Wayne B.
Photo credit: Dave
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