I ask my friends the questions again.
Somehow, my confusion will pass away.
Letters and words might make sense again.
The paper’s beauty gives me reason to hope.
In the silence, its words might shout the truth.
Each curving stroke has a simple idea.
New words surround me with their strength.
W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love
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