My life is cold and dark.
I am stuck in a dismal swamp.
I make slow progress.
Without light, I see nothing.
I forget my old joys.
They are lost in the shadows.
I watched a dove fly over me.
I saw the sunrise.
I have new hope.
Today I will live again.
W. Wayne B.
New poetry book: Eyes of Hope
Follow me on Twitter: @williamwayneb
© 2016 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Curious Look. By Hapal [Image license]
